I am well aware that I haven’t updated my blog for a couple of weeks now.  This is due to the fact that it would have been an expletive-ridden, pretty miserable read full of negative vibes.  It’s safe to say that my knee has NOT been playing the game. Not a ligament to be left out, my Achilles wanted in on the action and has flared up too.  It really is not an exaggeration to say that I feel like a ninety year old woman hobbling about.

I have been strapped, braced and fish-oiled up to my eyeballs. I am main-lining Glucosamine tablets.  I ache from all the stretching and the strengthening exercises.  I have a constant menthol smell lingering about my person from all the Bio-Freeze (I’m that new strain of anti-Superhero – BioFreeze Woman) and I’m sporting little holes from the acupuncture needles.

The once ‘lovely’ Amanda’s name is now mud in my mouth as she has really put me through my paces.  She has attacked me with vigour with her trusty rolling pin and rolled my poor muscles to within an inch of their miserable lives.  I’m sure I saw the corners of her mouth twitch slightly with glee and she did have a bit of a glint in her eye when she almost reduced me to tears (just kidding Amanda (kind of)…You know I love you, you are the best and that’s just how you “roll”…)!

And then, to add insult to my injury, I lost my super duper fancy watch.  I have no idea where I put it.  It’s a goner.  I really shouldn’t be allowed nice things…

So, yes, it's not been the best few weeks really.  It has been beyond frustrating for me that I haven’t been able to get out there and start the actual real running training and am acutely aware that the big race day is looming and that I still cannot run for any longer than 2 minutes at a time.  Sigh!

OK – Vent / grumble over – I’m going to adopt a positive mental attitude! I take back what I wrote before - Amanda is an absolute God-Send. Her trusty side-kick Claire (the new physio at DaVinci) must also get a special mention as she really is determined to get me over that finish line.  We’ve agreed that we will approach my knee with aggression and I have every faith in my two fave Physios that they will get me up and running, literally.