Well things have been busy with all the shortbreads, turkey, wine, beer and other festive foods requiring consumption but only one more night of pigging out.
I started off the Christmas eve with a brick session of a 7km run to the pool and a swim. Things were going well but this run was one that was not to be. While running over, my left calf became cramped and all the stretching could not fix it. Being over half way to the pool (and the fact the family was going to meet me there) I carried on. The pain moved from my ankle to my calf, up to my knee and then back to the calf, all in a matter of a couple of minutes. Then without warning, it got very sore. Too sore to walk. Initial diagnosis, is a muscle tear.
That was a week ago, and I've been walking with the aid of strapping tape and the odd pain killer. I have an appointment with the specialist on the 15th of January, so we'll see how things go. In the back of my mind, I know that at minimum IMNZ is out and possibly IMA. Depending on how things go and what I'm told I can do, we'll see what the new year brings.
It's amazing how once you believe you can't do something, the more you want to do it.
I'm going to try and do some swimming with the pull buoy and paddles and do some core workouts to try and keep some form of training going until I hear more. Here's hoping.
Back home some of my friends are getting ready to do the Disney Goofy run. It's a half marathon on the Saturday followed by a marathon on the Sunday (or vice versa). Either way, nuts no matter which way you put it. Good luck guys and have a great time.
That's about it for me, so all the best and Happy New Year.
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