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I went out for another short run today. No real pain from my thigh, but my achilles has started to feel sore, is this one of those “all the bits are connected” things? Who knows. Maybe the running gods just hate me this June. I carefully took photos of my feet and sweaty post run
Woo! Yeah baby! It might have only been a mile, but I am functioning normally, ish. I’ve never been so aware of every muscle twinge as I was today, terrified of hurting myself further. But I was ok. It was however hideously humid, which always affects my breathing as I’m asthmatic, so the mile was
In order to avoid boring you I’m doing 2 days at a time while I’m injured, still technically within the Juneathon rules as long as I write within 24 hours of exercising. I’m loath to give up Juneathon completely as with 12 days left to go I might be able to get back to it.
Well, I’ve been being sensible. The leg is much better, though I can’t bend it behind me more than a 90 degree bend without pain. So I am taking short walks and gently stretching it. Roller Derby is out for Monday, but I might try a short and slow run later in the week. Disappointed
Yeah, yeah. I imagine you all waiting around with baited breath to hear how long a plank I did today and how much I smell of deep heat. The answers. 80 seconds and a lot. I can walk without limping today, which is progress, but can’t bend my leg backwards, like you would for a
Leg still hurts. I still smell of Deep Heat. Today I did another cheats exercise of a minutes plank, a handful of press ups, and the increased effort it takes me to drag myself across the room with a leg that doesn’t bend. I have been resting and elevating like a good girl. The leg
So, my leg is still very sore. I am Limpy Von Limperson, Sheriff of Limpytown. I decided to give swimming a go at the hotel tonight anyway as I really could do with some exercise, especially as I am now doing my usual sulky eating thing that I do when I’m, er, a bit sulky.
I did a plank for a minute and a handful of press ups. So that’s *some* exercise and technically within the Juneathon rules, but it’s cheating really. And even that made my leg hurt. I didn’t get sweaty, I didn’t burn any calories and I didn’t really challenge myself. My feet look like this as
I’m writing this one from my phone, so excuse the lack of beautiful formatting. I pretty much feel like an idiot right now. The stabbing pain that started on Saturday and got worse on Sunday had eased a little, though I could still feel it, so I decided to risk Roller Derby practice. I was
