March 23, 2014
Apologies in advance, I have consumed a can of red stripe and 3 brandy and diet cokes, so can not vouch for the quality or cohesion of this post.
So my last post was about that stupid doctor who told me I was too fat to run a marathon. Granted I had gone to see him in excruciating pain with some kind of lower back problem, but he was still out of order!!
I managed to get an appointment a few days later at the British School of Osteopathy…osteopathy I tell ya, who would have thought it, me actually going to see a specialist rather than sticking my head in the sand and hoping for the best.
I braced myself for the bad news
But after a comprehensive interview, undressing to my bra and knickers to perform a range of exercises and then having a weird mini massage on my spine…like actually the different sections of my spine…it was agreed by no less than 3 students and the course tutor that I was ok to run my marathon.
They couldn’t find much wrong with my back aside from a slight imbalance of muscle tone which is apparently quite common for mothers who hold their kids on one side.
The tutor spotted a slight imbalance in my hip alignment and the positioning of my left big toe, which may be connected to a ten year old knee injury, but that can be addressed at a later date. I have booked another appointment for next week in preparation for my marathon…yes I am still running a marathon.
Although you would never know it the way I have been carrying on. I haven’t run for a week. I have been eating crap, and tonight I decided I fancied a drink.
Tomorrow I need to pull myself together, go out for a run, get back to sensible eating…oh and raise £400 for my chosen charity.
Can you spare some pocket change to my campaign, seriously £1 or $1 or €1 it all helps. Donate now and help me get back into the mindset of someone about to run a marathon.