On an even keel at the moment.
It’s taken a while to get here.
This year, personally speaking, has sucked balls so far.
I have been on a downward spiral since last June and found it very hard to recover.
Due to the magic of pharmaceuticals though, there is new hope and things are starting to improve.
At the moment, I’m still rehabbing the knee. Physio every day, including a variety of strength/stretching stuff. The physio’s good and understands where I’m coming from. More to the point - is able to work with me until I can get back to it properly.
Shoulder physio (different one) - she’s pretty much turned round and said my shoulder’s knackered and physio won’t make a difference. So in all likelihood I’m looking at an op in January ish.
As a result, it looks like all bets are off for 2014. Which is distressing to me. However, I don’t see the point of another year of training free misery if it can be avoided.
The only races I had booked were Outlaw Half and IMUK. The latter is a NO and the former is highly unlikely.
Iron Man is a long, long way away. Which will make it all the sweeter when I finally romp across the line.
So the ‘plan’, such as it is, at the moment is to take each day as it comes. The aim for me in the morning is to do my physio,go on the turbo and eat sensibly.
It’s going quite well.
And if there’s a bump, I don’t beat myself up about it, I move on to the new day.
I haven’t had sweets or chocolate for 70 days now, which has seriously helped to curb the binging.
I’ve also introduced a few simple rules.
Limit wheat, especially at tea time.
Cake once.
Eat salad.
Eat fruit and veg.
Drink black coffee once a day.
Drink Tea.
And that’s it for rules really.
Starting weight was 217, current weight is 210.8.
Not a drastic reduction, but a reduction nonetheless.
I’m gutted I can’t swim or run at the moment. I’m just glad I can turbo.
The turbo will become my friend again.
I have no idea what I’ll be doing next year. No idea if I’ll race or not. I’m going to take it one day at a time and see what happens.