Frustrated

Well, my knee is bloody killing today! I have bought ibuprofen and codeine and when they kick in it's great, but when they aren't in my system it hurts to even walk. I took the lift out of the car park at work today to avoid walking down three flights of stairs... it is the first time I have taken the lift (up or down) in the 4 years I've worked here, and quite frankly I'm in a bit of a huff about it.

I emailed Tim to ask if this is a "needs to get worse before it gets better" sort of thing, but I haven't heard back yet. So, tonight I will do my clamshell exercises, get Graeme to help me stretch the ITB, roller it with my massage stick, ice it, elevate it and drug it up... anything to get me back training again because I am already going insane, and I refuse to let it stop me for too long.

In my bored state today, I began looking at future races... (as you do when you're temporarily benched) and I have found something I really really want to do at the end of next year. It's another toughie (although the difficulty is probably in equal proportion to The Wall that I'm doing in June, but in a different way). I daren't tell William and Shaun... but even worse than that, I daren't tell Graeme. I think I'll have to get him drunk before I broach the subject!