So, this week I received the exciting news that I had been drawn to receive one of our club’s London Marathon places! Hotel quickly booked, outward train journey sorted and thoughts were already turning to when to start my training. One small problem though, the Achilles injury I’ve been battling for the last 3 months. My Injury Curse strikes again it seems…
It hasn’t really affected my running, in fact I’ve set 2 PB times in the last month or so, it’s more my recovery from runs that causes the stiffness. However, I’m certain running 26.2 miles with an injury is not going to do me any favours!
The physio has indicated no scar tissue is present but a lot of heal drop strengthening exercises is key in the recovery. I’m notoriously bad at following exercise regimes and true to form, this has been done with minimal effort so far. I don’t know why but most of my injuries have so far ‘fixed’ themselves so I guess I’m programmed to think it’s just a matter of time before I’m back running again. This is showing no sign of doing so, so I need to get my mindset into rehabilitation mode before I end up running out of time.
After 100 miles in both September and October, I’ve only ran a Junior parkrun with my son in November and I can already feel the motivation drifting away and the chocolate and crisps urge returning on an evening. Not good signs. I’m feeling very lacking in energy and the weight is creeping back up. I know I need to take action but I’m in the frame of mind at the moment to take the easy option.
Just writing about the things I’m not currently doing has given me a virtual kick up the bum. Right, off to raise and lower myself off the bottom stair for a bit!