Saturday 26 April 2014

A week of mixed emotions

I went to the Schultess Klinik in Zurich. The medical team there looks after the Swiss Olympic team. Dr. Mirela Borovac was my doctor. She looked at my foot, pulled my toes and did all sorts of stuff with my foot. Basically nothing wrong, just very sensitive. I am a forefoot striker, and full force goes onto my toes and ball. So it is just tenderness and sensitive. Maybe insoles, maybe not.

So Transvulcania here we come. Ok, very little training so I scheduled a few runs up the Uetliberg. A well, life is never easy.

Saturday morning 26 April at 03:30 my phone rang. That is never a good time to receive a phone call. And it was not. It was my girlfriend telling me my father had just died. He was nearly 84 and you could see it wasn't good. But he had a good life, 3 lovely grandchildren. And if I say so, I quite like how and who I am. So he must have something to do with that. As some or a lot of you may know, I am adopted. So it is not genetic. It is up bringing. And as every or at least most teenagers you don't agree with your parents. So did I, not agree. Some people may say I am still like that.

So based on when the funeral,is, the end of next week, I will most likely still be in Transvulcania. And I will ist likely run. I remember him being very proud when I finished the MdS. So I guess this will be for him. 

Not much more, but hopefully get some distance in before Transvulcania. As due to doctors orders I have not ran for week and a half.

So much for now. Be good.

Wednesday 16 April 2014


This week the doctor told me I cannot do:
Running, Weights if it puts weighted pressure on my right foot, anything else that puts pressure on my right foot.
I can swim and do weights sitting. I may cycle if there is no pain.
Ok, cool. Not. In 4 weeks I have Transvulcania in La Palma.

So what do I have. Well, I have uric acid levels that are seen in people with gout, but also are seen in people without gout. So that's like Schrodingers cat.
I do not have hallux rigidus which is a form of arthritis. So I guess that is good.

Next week I'm seeing a sports doctor who is one of the doctors of the Swiss (and others) Olympic team. So I'm sure she'll fix my foot and I'll be twice as fast.

The doctor in Switzerland is funny. The waiting room reminds me of an old fashioned doctors waiting room. There are magazines on the table. Clearly the Health & Safety Demons from the UK have not made it here yet. Also Swiss clock work. If your appointment is at 1530, then you will be helped at 1615. Seems good enough to me. So stop complaining about the NHS y'all.

So I'm doing weights and swim. And I will go cycling about 50k (if not getting lost) on Saturday. Because then I can eat an easter egg. O no, come to think of it I cannot. I can however not eat lot's of other stuff.
  • Limit meat, poultry and fish
  • Cut back on fat. 
  • Limit or avoid alcohol
  • Limit or avoid foods sweetened with high-fructose corn syrup. 
  • Choose complex carbohydrates.
  • Choose low-fat or fat-free dairy products.
  • Drink plenty of fluids, particularly water. 
So I better be good, otherwise my foot will keep on hurting. It could be I need an insole. That's pretty funny, for somebody who runs on minimalist shoes. Sorts of defeats the object.

Maybe the shoes that died in the Barcelona marathon, were dead before the marathon. Using them I assume didn't help.

But I think, you can't be a runner if you don't have an injury (or 2).

But so much about me. 2014 MdS is over and one. Bring on registration for 2015. And there is an undisputed British King of the MdS. Danny Kendall. Normally I wouldn't be that excited about the British, but in this case I happily make an exception.

I also, totally different subject, am meeting a large telco in the UK. They will sort out my email problem. It's so special, that nobody really knows how/what. But the support I am getting is second to none. What does that mean actually? Seriously, respect for the support team.

So I understand Easter is coming.  I looked it up, as I'm a bit confused about what happened on what day. But I got it.
Easter is the most important and oldest festival of the Christian Church, celebrating the resurrection of Christ and held (in the Western Church) between 21 March and 25 April, on the first Sunday after the first full moon following the northern spring equinox.
Which seems a bit funny, that it is the oldest. As I assume the gentleman had to be born first, then die, the resurrect. But I'm no expert.

Where the Easter bunny, chocolate eggs and searching for eggs comes from is not entirely clear to me. But again I'm no expert.

Well looking forward to the 50k cycle ride on Saturday and the pizza (I hope) afterwards. 

I noticed there are many people who finished the London Marathon, and there are many people who want to run it. Please people, a marathon is still a long distance. Watching it on tv and seeing people walk at Canary wharf 3 hours or so in, makes me wonder. I'm sure I'm not supposed to say this. But if you can't really run a marathon, and I am not talking about getting injured during, then should you be taking up a place?

But it's fun to see all these happy people. It was interesting as I was following or stalking people with finish times from about 2:57 to 5:01. But all of them, well done.

So far, I'm done, sleep now, off to London tomorrow.

Have fun and be careful out there.