Thursday 27 November 2008

Injuries and addictions.

Inevitable that you pick up the odd niggle with this level of training. Quite annoyingly it's my turn now. An inflamed achilles tendon is stopping me from doing anything but swim.

It seems I have some sort pre-disposition to this particular kind of problem. Previously I have had to suffer tendonitus in my left shoulder, left wrist (not what you think - I'm right handed!) and right hip. The hip was by far the worst and I spent a long time ignoring it. In the end it took about 6 months rest and a steroid injection to sort it. For that period I hobbled round like some sort of pensioner. In fact it was that injury alone that caused me to ever take a desk-job!

I'm particularly annoyed with this though as I was getting to a really satisfying place with my fitness. Ihad to sit out the Merrell Mudman last week, which was gutting as sounded like a ridiculously hard but fun event. My priority now is to get the tendonitus down as quick as possible, at least so I can compete in the Grim Challenge in just over a week, even if I don't do as well as I could have.

Unfortunately with this kind of injury rest is the only solution. However, I am apparently now hooked on exercise as the last ten days without running have been like going cold turkey on a ten year crystal meth addiction! I'm crawling the walls, and every now and then need to sneak down to the swimming pool for the only kind of hit I'm allowed. Swimming - a poor man's trim-trail, methadone to the smack that is proper training with Team Everest!

4 comments:

Zooby said...

Rest, buddy, we don't want you on crutches in 4 months time!! Easy.
Zooby

TTwweennttyy said...

Hey Kirt

Thanks for the comment. I am away next week but am planning on seeing Richard in a few weeks.

Its just a brilliant idea, challenge and fantastic living all in one.

Richard
WWW.TTwweennttyy.com

tooveseverest said...

It depends what methadone you get mate. I find the stuff from the your run-of-the-mill clinic is generally fairly poor and will only calm you down for an hour or so. Go to an A&E and start screaming and scratching on the other hand, and they'll pump you full of that good shit. Take some pink flloyd on your ipod and that's your weekend sorted.

Zooby said...

I once worked for the RPSGB - The Royal Pharamceutical Soc. of GB on the front desk when I got a call from a chemists in Birmingham and this voice in a thick Black Country accent said: 'I've just dropped a bottle of methadone on the floor! It's smashed everywhere! What should I do??!?!?'

I held back form saying 'Lick it up.' and put him through to the helpdesk....