Training Log Archive: BrandNewMe

One for Cat:

Laurence: is 'cock' a rude word mum?
Me: yup, why?
Laurence: cause this club has called itself 'cok'
Me: there's an 'l' there somewhere Laurence. Maybe they need to redesign their logo.

C • Cleveland problems 1

Whitby sprint race.

This was fun. I was feeling rough - glands up, cough, fever, aches blah, blah, blah. Ran in my coat as it was really foul weather. I ran ok. My sort of sprint. I slowed a bit when I caught Hev a minute at the end, cause I was feeling a bit heart-attacky up the hill, and she gave me grief when she came back past me to the 2nd last one. I thought it was a good sprint, and the kids course (I did straight after) was excellent.

No calf pain at all - total result!!! Did Stephen's. exercises after, and I still have his strapping on.

I won. I think the others must have been taking it easy.

Lame excuse for a warm up.

We got to Whitby. It is very wet indeed, and I feel v shite indeed. Hmmm. I might suggest we go home. What to do with kids in Whitby on a wet day - Cat????

It gets better. I have forgotten the duvet. All my clothes on, under my duvet jacket. It'll be like the OMM Ray tells me. That's why I don't do the OMM.

C • Whitby 6

Feeling a bit better today. Back to work.

Good to see Stephen Mutch at Space physios again. I'd forgotten quite how good he is. Lots to work on.

Another day of vile weather here in Edinburgh. Drizzle and a nasty cold wind. At least I didn't see a rat on the canal today, like I did yesterday. It was so horrible!!!

My calf felt much better - that's cause of two things:

1. I actually made a physio appointment for Thursday, so by the time I get there it will have stopped hurting and the physio will be unable to give me a diagnosis.

2. I made the sensible decision to pull out of Brown Clee (lots of reasons).

I would have gone running but I had fake flu and felt shocking all day.

Up at 4 cause my sore legs woke me, and were so sore I couldn't get back to sleep. Tired today. Physio booked for Thursday.

I like the orienteering 'race' activity type. I am not sure I'd call what I was doing racing, but just surviving. The course was pretty simple, due to the terrain. Which just made me sloppy, doing a 90 degree error out of 10 for lots of bonus 'impenetrable' forest. Then started to lose heart a bit when we came out of the trees. 10k is a long way to be running with calf pain. Mucked up 15, and 16 and was tired to 17, then bimbled into the finish. I was exhausted, truly exhausted. Run in - me 1:00, Lucy (6) 1:18.

Need to take a gel next weekend. Need to address my total lack of fitness. Probably need to get my calf looked at so I can go training. Bleed this BUPA contract dry before I start a new job with a new BUPA allowance.

I liked Max's planning, but the area is just not very exciting. Interlopers has some great people in with great ideas, but a lack of good areas apparently. I don't understand this possessiveness over forests. If you have a keen team of volunteers that want to put on a top event, then give them a top notch area to run it on regardless of who may 'own' it.

Afterwards, dead on my feet, on to the yellow course. Lucy has decided that she has moved on from white. Yellow this time 'dark green' next apparently. She is reluctant to hold, or even look at the map though. This could prove problematic. Classic quotes, as I try to explain navigation. "Why do we always have to listen to what the north arrow has to say? How do we know it is not lying?" And she was moaning when she got her feet wet on the way to number 3. You have to be prepared to get your feet wet, I explain. "I am only prepared to get my feet wet at the last control!" She could be a better orienteer if she spent less time chatting and more time looking at the map. Thankfully she found the yellow quite tiring, so walked most of it.