A quick little micro-post, as I know EVERY one is waiting to hear about how I’m doing ….. yeah ….

So I had another physio session this week, was looking forward to it weirdly … Any way, this weeks session included another painful massage basically un-knotting my calf. As well as that I had some more ultra sound treatment and to top it off some lovely acupuncture … whether that works I don’t know, but I definitely felt the needles hitting the nerves!! It was quite cool watching the needles go in at my knee and feeling it at the tips of my toes.

All of that seems to be having a good effect – I managed 45mins on the turbo trainer last night, which isn’t a lot but I did it with no real pain in the calf other than it feeling a little tight, as I’d expect. The next step is to try a little jog on it, depending on how I feel after a few stretches tonight I might venture out for a little test, fingers crossed!!

Oh, and remember to be at The Ale House this Saturday night, a benefit gig for SSIJ is happening, it’ll be awesome!!

Ok, so like most of you, I had no idea what muscle or even what my “Gastrocnemius” was until visiting the Doctors and Physio today, for those like me who didn’t know, it’s basically the big muscle that makes up your calf on the back of your lower leg.

The reason I now know this little gem of a word, is that I have most certainly at some point over the last two weeks torn the top of it – which of course, is bad news. So, this means, excruciating physio massage sessions, ultra sound treatments, lots of stretching and of course NO RUNNING!!!

What I have found out about the whole no running, and no cycling (I cycle a lot normally, so being injured sucks even more as I can’t even do that!!) is that my appetite doesn’t hold off, normally when I’m in training I can happily plough through breakfast, snacks through the day like nuts, and malt loaf (a HUGE favourite of mine) then have a decent lunch followed by getting home for a quick peanut butter sandwich (The best sandwich filling ever, no arguments) then head out for a run, or ride which ever is in the training plan, then get back and do weights and core etc. then tuck into a healthy sized evening meal. It’s been a happy routine for me the last 6 months or so and I’ve gotten used to it, so getting to a point where all I’m doing is BORING weights and partial core workouts means I can’t eat as much … not cool.

Anyway, I’m determined to be ready for the run, and have physio sessions and ultra sound treatments booked so I’m staying positive. As well as all that I’ve been pretty busy sorting some bits and bobs for the run, including getting us some free sports food from our new friends at ICON Nutrition and Get Supplements, big thank you to them!!

So, it’s only 12ish days until the run, but I’m seriously looking forward to getting these bad boys back on my feet and heading out the door on a run!! Just not quite yet … wish me luck!!

Another week has passed and it’s getting closer and closer. I’ve spent a lot of time this week working on Press Releases and designs for the t-shirts for the run, which reminds me, I need to mock up a couple more!! I haven’t done nearly as much running as I’d wanted either – only a biggy last Monday and a quick jog Wednesday morning – that takes me up until Friday night when 6 miles into my proposed 15 miler and my calf decides its had enough of the run and forces me to gently jog home, there must be something going around because having read Seb’s post earlier with his calf problems this is not cool. Still, mine hasn’t swollen up, merely a twinge!

Anyway, that being the case I decided to take the weekend off as a precaution, which happened to coincide quite nicely with Southampton’s promotion gaining last game of the season. I thought as I wasn’t training this weekend – what better way to wind down than to go drinking for 12 hours solid, hmmmm, waking up on Sunday morning and having to peel my contact lenses out of my eyes had proved that it had been a good night, that coupled with the fact that I couldn’t tell you what happened between the hours of 10pm and me waking at 7am – only that I got home at 3am. A few memories have started come back though, mainly empty bottles of rum, drinking plastic confetti and talking a hell of a lot of shit… ah well, good times… I think.

On that very apt note, I’m done.

You know you’re getting into the whole fitness thing when Friday comes around, you’re up out of bed at 5:30am, getting changed into your running gear, sat watching Sky Sports News (Of course, what else at that time??) and you’ve just started plastering your feet with vaseline (to prevent blisters, curb your filthy minds…). You’re just about to head out the door when it dawns on you that, ahh, today is Friday, the day that I’ve allocated as my rest day, the day where I don’t run 5, 10, or even 15 miles before work, the day that I don’t go out cycling around the Wiltshire countryside for an hour and half. No Friday is the day that I can have a lie in without waking up 2 hours past my supposed alarm clock and hating myself.

Still, at least I enjoyed my breakfast that morning, and wasn’t shovelling it down my throat as I left the house. One thing I now know though, is that there’s bugger all on TV in the mornings, there’s only so many times you can watch the “Surf Report” on Sky Sports News where they tell us about massive 2 ft waves in Bournemouth …

Anyway, I have work to do – and no I didn’t get up at 5:30am this morning, I had a planned lie in so of course I was wide awake at 6 – still at least the weathers nice for mine and Seb’s 15miler tonight …

So, momentum is growing behind the site and more importantly the cause of #somethingsillyinjune

It’s coming to the time that we start publishing all the blogs, I just hope it all goes smoothly!