Has it been a week since I did my last blog, I suppose it’s all those jobs Mrs Fox wants me to finish before Christmas. Enough about all the trivial stuff. After the promising walk I had last Tuesday, Thursday’s five was a disaster, pain accompanied me all the way round and I was almost limping by the time I arrived home. Things had got to change.
Rest it, exercise it, makes no difference it doesn’t seem to be getting any better, in fact, it’s getting worse. Well at least we can rule out muscle damage, only a tendon would be taking this long to heal…So a change in tactics.
I decided to dust of the bike and get it down from the loft, where it has been languishing all warm and shiny safe in the thought that it had been retired. Not so…Like Popeye’s Spinach it would once again provide a much needed boost to my fitness. So on Sunday I set off in earnest to make my way round one of my old fifteen mile running courses out into the country. No wind and good dry roads and I was surprised at my level of fitness, only the saddle was giving me an uncomfortable prod every now and then, and that was only in the later stages.
I completed the round in good time and expected to be overcome with stiffness, but after two days not a sign of discomfort, so this morning I repeated the ride. With no ill effects from the affected buttock it looks like I will be able to keep fitness to a reasonable level while not antagonising the injury.
Thanks Myrtle, I’ve just been looking through my running journal and noticed that the left buttock has been troublesome on and off for quite a while. Just a niggle some of the time and it doesn’t stop me from running, but I’m wondering if there is some underlying problem.
I’ve also noticed that I was nineteen miles short of a thousand miles this year…Never mind, I’ll come out fighting in the New Year…The biking seems to be doing it good, at least, it’s not getting any worse…Mind you, they’ve forecast some stormy weather over Christmas so I might be struggling to get out on the bike. Running in the wind is easy peasy, but cycling in it is a different matter!
Cycling’s not as good as running so I chickened out this morning [something I would never have done if I was running] the Leylandi in next doors garden were bending double in the wind so I decided to assist Mrs Fox with the shopping.
I did get out for a walk yesterday morning without too many ill effects so I’ll have another go tomorrow.
I’m getting fed up with the house been upside down after Mrs Fox has rearranged all the furniture in preparation for influx of family members on Christmas day. All of my favourite pans are overflowing with vegetables, and being as I do all the cooking through the week I’m having to use reserve pans. I’ve been disappearing up into my workshop in the loft to avoid all the activity and noise, only coming down when I hear the utterings of Mrs Fox as another piece of crockery bites the dust. I love her to bits but she’s so clumsy…
I’d just like to wish everyone who looks in to ‘Bob’s Bits’ A Very Happy Christmas and thanks for your support. It’s just nice to get stuff of your chest and if someone reads it then it’s a bonus…Thanks again…
Had a good walk this morning without any after effects, I think I’ve figured out what the problem was and it looks like I will be back to running early in the New Year.
I’ll explain more when I’ve got a bit more time.
Just a few more hours to the big day and nearly all my jobs have been completed, the rest have missed the deadline! There is one more thing to do before I hit the sack and that is accompany Mrs Fox down to the village church for Midnight Mass. I don’t really know how I stand about all the God stuff, but it’s nice to meet some of the village residents and get in out of the cold…
I might have to visit the confessional while I’m there to confess my sins…I might be gone quite some time…Have a great day everyone and I’ll look in when I can…
I have enjoyed reading your bits Bob although I don’t often get time to reply :-).
I do hope you can get back to running very soon. I am sure it is beneficial. I know I would go completely mad if I didn’t get out walking across the fields every day …
Thanks Meg, Mags And Myrtle, very nice to hear from you and I’ll pass your Christmas wishes on to Mrs Fox…Enjoy your day whatever you are doing and it’ll be business as usual shortly.
PS:- Nice and warm weather Meg for getting out with your hound it was 15 degrees C when I went to collect FIL up this morning…
Went out first thing for a five mile walk Meg, really nice to get out after all the sitting and eating I did yesterday. Very cold wind, but by God it was nice to be out and felt so refreshed when I arrived home and got stuck into a piping hot bowl of porridge…Swot lifes all about Meg…More valuable to me that any present I got yesterday…Happy Boxing Day Meg…
Had to wear my bottoms today [taking no chances as my injury seems to be improving] as I set off in the dark with a heavy frost hanging in the trees and covering the ground. My first thoughts as I strode out along the deserted streets was that my leg definitely felt stronger and the pain in my buttock was hardly noticeable. A couple of times I was up on my toes doing a very cautious jog, but only for a few yards and it didn’t seem to aggravate the muscles.
About half way round I witnessed an amazing sunrise with the sun appearing a good deal larger than normal, and so red. It certainly takes your mind off any troubles you may have had, but despite not being able to run for a couple of months I have very few troubles compared to some, and for that I am grateful.
Mrs Fox is blaming me for her recent bad cold [she swears it’s flu] because I’ve never had my flu jab and for the first time this year she decided [with my advice] not to have her’s.
Mrs Fox worked very hard before Christmas organising food for all the family and making sure the house was spic and span when they came to visit on Christmas Day. I helped where I could, but I could tell the enormous stress she was under to get everything just right.
This I believe is the reason for her flu like symptoms now. She’s getting too old for this.
We were supposed to be having a new floor put down in the hall yesterday, but when the fitter arrived at eight in the morning he decided the flooring - he had stored in the back of his van - would be too cold to work with, and there was some filling still to be done where a central heating pipe ran under the floor. So he said he would return today to do the job after I had done the filling but it was impossible to cement over the hot central heating pipe and with Mrs Fox feeling ‘atrocious’ [her words] I decided not to turn off the heating, so I called him and postponed the work until after the New Year.
One other reason I postponed the work was because we leave for Scarborough on Friday for a three night stay at the Palm Court Hotel to see in the New Year and I’ll need to pack my suit and dickie bow, and God only knows how much packing Mrs Fox will be doing…I’ve already started unbolting the kitchen sink!..
Happy New Year to all my visitors…
Sorry I’ve not kept up to date with the New Year visit to Scarborough, but after arriving safely on Friday I seem to have developed Mrs Foxes cold and have retired to my bed. Did manage a three mile walk yesterday along the seafront, and with the help of Beechams Hot Lemons enjoyed the party last night. Can’t wait to get home though!
Thanks for your good wishes everyone, sorry Spitty, once I manage to return home I’ll give you a full briefing. I forced myself out this morning after a late breakfast and got round five miles across town and back along the seafront. It did start raining [and even some hailstones] but I ducked into a deserted bus stop for cover. Did feel better after the walk but have just woke from a two hour nap and feel ‘Gross’ …
I hope Arty has got a spare bed in the Over50’s hospital wing…I am fearing the worse Mags…Yes…MAN FLU! :-(:-(
I do hope everyone has had a better New Year than me…Back soon…
It’s been a ‘bitch’ of a start to 2017 and the last couple of months of 2016 weren’t much better. Running has come to a complete stop, and even walking has been difficult. On Monday morning we were chased out of Scarborough by a bitterly cold wind, and we arrived home to a freezing cold house after the new boiler had packed in. I managed to temporarily get the boiler working and then set about repairing the hall floor after postponing the floor fitter until Thursday.
Although Mrs Fox is still struggling with her cold and cough, this morning I was feeling a whole lot better. The floor was successfully laid yesterday and after doing absolutely no exercise since last Sunday I decided to go out on an early morning five. After eight weeks without a run I decided that even a broken leg would have healed by now, so why was I still getting an ache in my left buttock when I tried to run. I reasoned that a bunched up muscle left over from the injury was to blame and it needed to be worked. So I jogged.
It wasn’t easy, and with some pain I managed to break into a jog on several occasions, it seemed to loosen up a bit and now I must wait and see if it is indeed a comeback [I’ve had more comebacks than Barry Manilow] or will I need to hire a walking frame for the rest of the week.
At least the cold seems to be on it’s way out…
Bob have you considered using a treadmill at a gym till the weather gets a bit warmer, because after 8 weeks you muscles may think they have reached retirement?
I am concerned for you welfare as a number of ladies on this site are coming to get you ( and there are some fast ladies on here ).
I was thinking my own brand of reflexology may help… ticking their feet has had some people convulsed with laughter. so they must have enjoyed it… don’t you think?
well done OGF 
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so they must have enjoyed it… don’t you think?