Training Log Archive: BrandNewMe

Stress. Tired. Sore foot. I went to work early only to have my cat-loving colleague that sits next to me tell me all morning about what her cat did this morning, how her cat gets on with other cats, when to get a new cat, how the vet treated her cats diabetes etc etc etc. For hours! I mean, diabetes!!! How do they even know. The cat gets grumpy? What's new? The cat has bad breath? Again, what's new? I just don't get it. Why not shoot it, have a nice cat stew, and get a new version of cat that costs less in vet bills? I didn't ask this, tho I got close. I also got close to screaming "shut the duck up" but that might not be 'teamy'. I now see why they get the new girl to sit next to the work nutter. Loads of work on, couldn't think of anything other than cat sandwiches, cat pie, cat fricassee...

So I set off with my sore foot to run to the school, pick Laurence up, take him to guitar (through all of the festival crowds), head to the seat for 30 mins, back, take him to after school club (through all of the festival crowds) and back to work. I really wish all of the festival people would just go away. Why have a festival in Edinburgh? We have students and tourist, lots of both. Our hotels are always full anyway. We don't need the business. Why not have a festival somewhere horrid that noone wants to visit like Birmingham? Then we'd see how many of the appalling boden-clad braying masses really are interested in contemporary Mongolian dance.

Pain makes me less tolerant than usual. Thoroughly :-(

Good luck to the Britisb team at WOC.

C • Duck? 1

A thoroughly miserable day. PF sorer than ever this morning, and it wasn't going away. For those unfamiliar with this sort of pain, it's like having a pea-sized ball bearing taped to your heel. This doesn't sound too bad but it is relentless. Whenever you walk anywhere it's pain. I nearly had to go home from work mid afternoon cause I went to make a cup of tea and it was so sore I couldn't think straight after. I managed to sit it out until 3:45 when I had to leave to go to get my face drilled off (it felt like that) by the dentist. It was quite funny. She gave me a dental anaesthetic which seemed to paralyse my cheek and eyelid too, which made cycling to pick the kids up interesting. Either she accidentally gave me a double dose, or it's a new innovation in anaesthetics. Either way, the injection itself didn't hurt at all, and they usually do, so it's good.

Spent the evening mostly lying down eating chocolate feeling sorry for myself, which cheered me up. Also more proactively called my new health insurance people to ask for pf inspiration.

C • Mudge 5

Meadows and Bruntsfield, doing jobs.

Does anyone have any plantar fasciitis tips? I have had it since the JK long at Bigland, and it is painful every day. I'd quite like to be able to enjoy running again sometime soon. Currently trying my Achilles / pf night splint (good for morning pain), pf flip flops for in the house (again, good to help manage it) and pf compression socks (not convinced). Interested to heave if anyone has tried Fitflips for PF. They are said to be quite effective.

C • pf 2

From work to kb, then kb to home

Kb sprintelope

Graeme had taken a professional attitude to planning, and put in lots of temporary fences. He even whacked up some scaffolding and building work for fun. All well mapped though, and it made the area that we all know so well much more interesting. I was feeling v lethargic, and was in no mood to rush anything, so punted round, procrastinating by looking at each leg carefully before setting off as a means of putting off the running.

Then caught up with Laurence at the midway point on the short, and went round with him. The oo and bubo has really helped his orienteering. He was a bit ill though, and a bodily fluid-related incident of the worse possible kind meant that we had to cut the course short, and rush off home to get a shower. I've never dettol'ed a dibber and a compass before, and I have never washed the little elasticy bits before.

Got the train to N Queensferry and got off and ran back from there on the coastal path. Great. Lovely evening. Calves not 100% but not terrible. Compression socks helping I think. Running with my new flip belt,

https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=flipbelt&sou...

which was brilliant.

Ill Ward family. Cold, fluey and the kids are asthmatic which = no sleep.

Braids and blackford. Trying out compression sock to help my calf problems. They did well I think. Pf is the worst ever though, and I seem to be unable to run fast right now. Onwards and upwards.