San Francisco, California
I can’t walk. This is not ideal for someone aspiring to run a marathon in two months’ time.
Over the course of the last 3 days, my right hip has inexplicably stiffened to the point where I can barely hobble across the room, let alone run 26.2 miles.
‘I don’t think you’re going to be doing any running any time soon,’ the physio said as he rubbed beeswax into my right buttock (they call this therapy?!). Treatment continued with ice and electrical charges. But all the waxing, freezing and electrocuting failed to have any significant effect.
I am indignant. I carefully designed my training programme to avoid undue shock to my body. I have been diligent in my stretching – 15 minutes every morning. Yet, over the course of the weekend, when I actually took a few days off from exercise, I have developed a showstopping injury.