Sunday, 9 May 2010

Distractions and new dimensions

Life hurls all sorts of distractions at you.

Like, the week after you start a blog to countdown to your first ever race, you get shin splints so bad, you aren't allowed to run for a month.

Since I last wrote, the physio signed me off another couple of weeks running, after the mother of all acupuncture sessions which completely removed the throbbing in my shins. Seriously - any of you running in the Bath area should see her for all running related aches and pains - she is a legend.

That sort of distraction tends to have a negative impact on one's blog. Sorry.

I also had a juggernnaut of a distraction a couple of weeks ago as my darling Ma came out the wrong side of a shitty cancer diagnosis. I have no intention of this blog becoming all about cancer. But my exercise has taken on a whole new dimension in the last couple of weeks. And I want to be able to write about it. So had to explain.

I am still best friends with spinning bikes. The ability to push your heart rate up and up and up is fabulous. I am also entertaining myself with my ipod by altering the lyrics and singing under my breath (at least, I think it's under my breath but this is the woman who "silently" farted on the treadmill whilst ipod'd up, only to attract a knowing grin from the guy on the next treadmill). My favourite lyric bastardisation is replacing "Burn, baby Burn, disco inferno" with "Die, cancer die! Cancer inferno". Ok - it could do with a little more imaginative work, but I can't tell you how much better it makes me feel. Also, just matching speed cycling pace with "Fuck you cancer, fuck you and die" is highly recommended.

I am focussed on getting my running back on track. I am relying on being able to put my shoes on, take off, and park my brain for an hour or so as we all head off down this new path that the juggernaut set us on. Meanwhile, trips to the gym have become a bit less frequent as it takes that much more time and emotional energy to haul one's ass to the gym than it does to open the front door and start running.

1 comment:

  1. I hope your shins are completely better soon. And I hope your ma's treatment goes smoothly and she makes a full recovery. Don't forget you're made of all types of awesome! Love you big, Rikki xx

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