....a light at the end of the tunnel. What with one thing and another it's been a long time since I've been in a boat, so it's with some relief that it seems like I'm gradually getting back to what passes for 'normal' in my neck of the woods.
The leg responded to the usual rest and bag of peas treatment and I've been able to get back to some fitful jogging up to three miles and a ParkRun last weekend. That was taken reasonably easily at Richmond with a time of 28:03 after a couple of midweek jogs that included a short interval session at the local recreation ground while being harassed by our dog, Max who wanted to run with me. He is actually a lost faster than me.
I came to the conclusion that the prescribed painkillers were something of a self defeating remedy. Taking them while doing exercises ensured that I was probably going to overdo it and prolong the problem in the left wrist and shoulder. Sure enough the first course of two weeks made no appreciable difference and once finished the same level of symptoms resumed. A further prescribed course of a stronger dose didn't seem to me to be the answer. Instead I used a light dose of Asprin, strapped up my left wrist and discontinued any further exercise on that side. Having left off the painkillers for two weeks and adopted a very light regime of only stretching on the right arm/wrist combo that now seems to be working and the ever present ache has abated.
A final session with the Physio left him satisfied and he has now signed me off as fit for purpose. The problem with the wrist still exists but to a much lesser degree to the extent that I only keep it strapped when it's likely to get some abnormal action. So I'm now thinking about trying it all out in a boat in the near future. I'll probably leave it until the start of next month and give it a whirl for a half hour to see what the reaction might be. It may improve my chances if I dig out my old asymmetric paddle which has a certain amount of 'spring' in it as compared to the wing paddle which is without any 'give' whatsoever.
I received my annual rejection from the London marathon people during the last week. I had previously received two emails from them, prior to the ballot, inviting me to take up a registered charity place. Knowing full well that the 'big' charities usually require a commitment of at least two thousand pounds for one of their places it's very unlikely that I'll take that one on. Instead, in a slight fit of pique, I've applied for one of the late entries in the Brighton marathon which doesn't require that sort of commitment to get a place, but will be oversubscribed if I miss the time slot to get one of the remaining four thousand places when applications resume next Thursday.
Next Saturday is the usual ParkRun and I'd like to get a couple more jog sessions in before then to try to get the time down to the 27 minute bracket which will require a bit more effort than last week. Sunday should also be interesting as young Ellie makes her debut in her first Hasler race at the Banbury club. She is taking it on in a K2 with her friend from the club in Div 9 and they've got one portage to cope with. We'll have a bit of travelling to do to get there on time but it'll be good to see her get experience of a real race.
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