Sunday, 12 April 2015

Strap On!

Matron! I've bought a strap on - no not that type - one for my knee. I jogged on Monday for 20 odd minutes and my left knee has had some slight discomfort ever since then. I bloody well knew it. Taking up jogging at age 41 has got to be high up there on my list of stupid ideas.  My whole being was screaming at me that this wasn't a good idea. But I thought I'd give it a go as everyone raves on about it including the ones who's knees are well and truly fucked.  Anyhow, I'm not totally undeterred.  I think I may have just over stretched it as it was the longest I've been able to jog and it was up a very steep incline. I now get more pain when I walk up hill or upstairs. Having said that my thighs are still aching so it may just be a knock on effect from that.

I have ordered a new pair of trainers based on a website that says I run in a neutral fashion. I did this by checking how my knees bend as per their diagram. I'm pretty sure that's not the only way they check out your 'gait' (the way in which you run = which expensive pair of trainers that can be sold to you) but there isn't a special extortionate trainer shop nearby so this was the next best thing. I've also bought a knee strap. My sister helpfully pointed out that she's never had a problem with her knees. Yes thanks for that. I shall try and have a go at jogging tomorrow - I've had a weeks rest and will re-start Week 7 of my C25K - there's 9 weeks I do believe before you're good to go and run a 5k.

Now that the weather is warming up I should be able to jog on the park nearby although I wonder if dogs start chasing you and what not. I shall soon find out.

I'm already starting to feel The Sunday Stomp coming on and its only 3pm. I took my son to hockey this morning and my other two to the park later on. My eldest stayed at home to watch a double bill of football with Mr 1960. I stomped my way around the kitchen when I got back as the lunch plates hadn't been washed up. Although a rusty old pair of scissors, that haven't been used since circa 1990, which were kicking around at the bottom of my make-up basket have been oiled up?! My husband declared this to me, as if this fact should be pivotal in his contention for a fictitious 'Helping In The Home' gong. You have got to be kidding me. I duly told him in no uncertain terms that this wasn't really worth a wank to me (again what is? When does anyone say that was really worth a wank?! I'm all potty mouthed this afternoon can you tell?).  

Undeterred he tells me he's cleaned the microwave plate and the insides of offending microwave. Well blow me down with a feather. Thanks so much.That's awesome. That's a major help in the grand scheme of defcon 5 post Easter Holidays clear up which I will be commencing tomorrow. I can sleep easy tonight. Someone that doesn't do the lions share of the housework can only truly think that this is of any kind of help around the home. The bed sheets upstairs still need ironing, the re-cycling still needs taking out, dinner needs to be made, bath times, book bags and the list goes on but least my microwave plate is nice and gleaming and a redundant pair of scissors are good to go. Do not mess with The Sunday Stomper. That is all I have to say on the subject.





So, the Easter hols are drawing to a close. We had a lovely day out at Hever Castle during the week. I love Mr 1960 really we've have a lovely time even with scissor/microwave gate. The kids loved it - especially the Water Maze but it seems like a dim and distant memory now. Still, there is much to look forward to. Buddy will be 5 in May - I've planned a big Spiderman themed party with the real Spiderman no less. Its warming up, I can now wear open toed shoes and the kids will soon be having their 6 weeks of swimming in the outdoor pool at school. Not to mention my son will be leaving primary school for good in July!



See you Tuesday for the dreaded post Easter weigh in but I shall leave you with a classic mum pose on a day out!  





2 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness, I am so wih you. Running at age 41 is not a good idea. My calves keep killing me, as do my feet and knees. Needless to say I'm not doing well! I hope your strap on helps, Mich x

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    1. I know my feet and ankles have certainly felt it. I did jog this morning though and that and writing my food intake will hopefully see me being able to run with less weight on x

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