Well, here I am, blog all started, training underway (up to 16 miles) and now….. an injury – Aaaaarrrrggghh…it’s so frustrating! It doesn’t even hurt that much, but when I was running I knew my ankle wasn’t right.
I went to see a great physio last Thursday, but he told me to take a week off training! WHAT!?! After panic text’s to all those I know who run, and ‘I’m going to loose my fitness’ on repeat to my husband, I’m now on a huge countdown to the end of the week so I can get back out there (and so is my poor husband – because a. I’m like a bear with a sore head when I can’t run and b. he doesn’t get that ‘quiet time’ whilst I’m out training!).
It has to be said that I never thought that running would become part of my life in this way – I have my training schedule up on the fridge at home and one pinned to my board in work, both of which I religiously cross off as the runs are done – so to have a week off has caused me much despair. I’ve even taken to mapping runs every night – Mapometer as a source of entertainment surely cannot be healthy!
I do have a word with myself about the fact that there are bigger things in the world than my marathon training, but the very thought of not being able to do the race after all this training and completing it for my charity makes this ‘blip’ hugely frustrating.
By the next time I check in I’m sure I will be back to it – got an 18 miler planned for Saturday and my running buddy is not going to be happy if I don’t make that one – so I’ll think of all the older people that my fundraising efforts will help and crack on!