When I first started going to the track at the Spectrum with GGAC, one of the earliest sessions that I remember doing was the so-called “benchmark”. Named as such, because it is used with relative frequency as a gauge against which we could measure our progress. This was way back in November 2012. Since then,… Read More Back on the Benchmark
After my last visit to the hospital I decided to load up the parking money yesterday and settled in for the long haul. Naturally, the registrar was late, but only by about 20 minutes. “How are you” she asked. “Fine thanks.” “And the knee?” “Seems good. On occasion it feels a little um… ‘thick, heavy’… Read More Finally Finished
Having dashed from work, getting caught behind a cyclist, and hitting traffic at a narrow bridge crossing, I just made it to my physio appointment with Bridget on time last night. First of all we looked through the slow-mo videos filmed last weekend to see a few potential issues with my gait: my feet cross… Read More Update from the Physio’s Table. Part II
…to bizarre injury. Last Saturday I did a nice steady 4 hours on my feet having gone north from my house to join the Greensand Way heading in a westerly direction. I got to 11 miles in a little over two hours and turned around for home. At Birtley Green I decided to divert away… Read More From bizarre injury…
You’d think that when I have three weeks off of work that I’d be able to actually keep you abreast of my training – almost to the point of over-indulging my blogging because I have soooo much free time. And yet, here I am writing today, this blog that has seen a whole fortnight (at… Read More How could I have left you so long?
At last, the Spring term comes to an end and this final week has been a long one. We managed our, now regular, Monday morning swim and set off for work – just five more days to go. At pilates that night Lynds and I endured enjoyed a thorough workout under the guidance of Rachael.… Read More Regressing to my youth
This week seemed to be off to a cracking start. Then it all went rather downhill, so much so that I am now sat on the sofa with my feet up rather than pounding the streets. Let me explain: Monday: Swimming. Another Monday morning where, rather than doing a ‘set’, I opted to pootle… Read More It all started so well.