ITB Saga continues

‘She’s chomping at the bit so she is,’ someone said yesterday. I wasn’t anywhere near a racecourse or stables but lying flat on a physiotherapy table. The ‘she’ in question was me; the inference being that I was dying to run again, raring to go as they say (on racecourses). I was near the end …

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A little bit back, a little bit forward

We're in Ireland now, enjoying the cooler weather and eating our way through the tin of Cadbury's Roses my mother has kept for us since Christmas.  I've tried running twice but a week's break has done nothing to improve my ITB. Sigh. When I left Oslo in 2010, I regretted not having taken photos of …

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Before the packers arrive…

This week, the last in our house, I lost two toenails, sold my car, gave away two guinea pigs, and paid a man to stick needles in my hands and feet. First-world problems I know! Only handing over the guinea pigs made me cry though to be honest, tears are bubbling under the surface constantly, …

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