Not even two months ago I announced that I'll be attempting to run the length of the UK. This wasn't a spontaneous desire or some drunken New Years resolution. This had already been in planning for a year and half but I wanted the ElliptigOz adventure to be complete before sharing.
If you follow me on any of my social media channels you'll have seen that I'm struggling with an injury of some sort. This may sound vague but I still don't know what's going on in my calf. I've been seeing physiotherapists for four months now, also a podiatrist and now a sports physician. I've had massages, suction therapy, acupuncture and all manner of treatments. I've been for an x-ray and an ultrasound scan, and nothing has come from these but I've been informed something isn't right.
Next week, I'll be going for an MRI scan which I've been told should highlight whatever the problem is. To be honest, after dealing with it in the dark for so long, I'm not really too bothered what the outcome is. All I really want now is a diagnosis.
A few months ago I wouldn't have said that. All I wanted was for it to be something quick and easy to fix, and for it to go away so I could get on with running. After all these months of adapting my training, decreasing training, increasing training, adding in more and more exercises, spending hours and hours, and many dollars on treatment, now I just want the answer.
I've been feeling very frustrated and very stressed. Not knowing what's going on with your own body is very hard. I feel a lot of empathy with people that have illnesses that take a long time to diagnose.
It plays at the back of my mind constantly. If I wake up in the night I can't get back to sleep as I'm wondering if it could be this or that. At work, I'm constantly worrying if standing is making the problem worse. With everything I do I'm very thorough and I analyse things. This has been no exception but without being an expert it's tiring and pointless.
My frustrated energy is going nowhere and my training isn't where it should be.
SO... It's with a very, very heavy heart that I have to announce that I'll be postponing my UK record attempt.
I still have just as much energy, passion and motivation for this project as I ever did, if not more. So much has happened behind the scenes that I haven't shared. I'll be working with some fantastic brands and have some incredible partnerships in the pipeline. Once my leg is back to 100% health I'll be thrilled to share this news with everyone.
But for now, my priority has to be my leg and my overall fitness.
Fingers crossed this week brings me some news. I'll keep you posted. :)
The last time I went to a vineyard I ended up texting the person stood next to me telling them I was in a vineyard. You can imagine how sober I was!
This time was slightly different.
January is basically over and life has been so hectic, it's taken me until now to get back to blogging. 2017 was an incredible year but at the same time incredibly busy. I feel like I haven't stopped for five minutes since returning from riding the Elliptigo across Australia.
Reflection is really important to me. Looking back over things that went well and things that could have gone better helps to move forward. Thinking about what makes you feel satisfied and what gives you a sense of purpose is a great indicator of what direction your life should go in. The easy option is not alway the one you should go with!
Having more than a handful of adventures under my belt now this is becoming an all too familiar occurrence. I have this vision well in advance of an upcoming challenge. I envision being super fit. Super ready. Super organised. Sponsors bursting out of my ears etc etc.
ElliptigOz is so close I can practically taste it!
I can't believe it's less than a month until I'll be gliding away from Denham and riding down the west coast of Australia. It feels like only recently that I was dreaming up the idea. It wasn't. This adventure has been over a year in the making and this alone is something that's new to me. Most of my adventures are of a 'random, book at ticket, pluck out an idea, grab some cash and go type' affair.
This had to be different. It had to be different as I want to make an impact, not only in the country I am travelling through but also for girls in Africa. As I want to raise lots of money for charity, I've had to do more forward thinking than usaul. Yes, my brain has hurt!
I feel I still have so much to organise which is a tad un-nerving as I leave the UK in two and a half weeks. But, the best thing to do in this situation is to look at what I've achieved so far.
BUT... there is still a huge jobs list to be completed. I'm not going to bore you with all the details but here's the main ones.
And I bet you thought this adventure shenanigan was all about running around, skipping and having fun!! Two more weeks of sitting at the computer then the fun begins. Please keep following the adventure and get involved any way that you can. :)
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They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well, I'm guessing a video is a lot more.
So before telling you about the electrocutions, mud, suffocating ice-pool etc etc. Here is the video of my Tough Mudder experience...
Having always wanted to complete a Tough Mudder, I was over the moon when I had an invite to be on a team put together by Trek bar. It possibly wasn't the best timing as I was recovering from an ankle injury but I think submerging myself in ice perhaps assisted the healing!
As I met the team and we all put our thoughts forward about the obstacle that was scaring us the most, I seemed to be alone in worrying about the ARCTIC ENEMA. Everyone else was far more terrified of the electric shocks. Maybe I had more to worry about than I first thought. Being a hot weather lover, nothing scares me more than dunking myself deep into ice water!
We were very lucky that the weather was warm. It had been pretty freezing leading up to this particular weekend. By the time we got around to 'ice hell' at about 3km in, we had warmed up through the running and rolling around in mud. Thankfully there was no queue leading up to hell. I was able to climb straight up to the slide and get it over with. I slid down the complete darkness into the pool of ice which was conveniently filled up to my nipples. As I landed in the pool the ground was slippy and I struggled to get to my feet. When I finally popped my head out, I couldn't speak. Apparently I had to duck down again to go under a beam of wood that crossed the pool. I couldn't breathe. The man at the side of the pool was telling me to go but I couldn't take a breathe to go under. It seemed like I was stuck there forever. Nobody else could go down the slides till I moved. How much pressure did I feel! I eventually mustered an apology to this man and managed to grab a small breathe. Under I went again, and I also lost my footing again. In a mad panic I managed to push my head out of the icy water. I had about two meters to wade through more ice before my escape. Once I got out of hell and finally managed a full breath, I screamed. I'm not sure how other people react to this but it was all I could do. I can guarantee you now, I would have to be paid a lot of money to do that again!!!
After that experience, nothing could ever be as bad. I think we had about three or four more water obstacle interspersed with mud-based obstacles. We ran a whole 11 miles but it really never felt like it as we spent so much time laughing and covering ourselves in mud.
The most feared, it would appear, was left time last. The electric shocks! Imagine walking through a room full of cobwebs from top to bottom, but they are electrically charged cobwebs. Well, thats how the Tough Mudder finished. As I began to walk through I had my Go Pro in my hand but as the first shock got me, it was flung out of my grasp and swung from my wrist. I think I was pretty lucky that I only got one major shock and a few little ones. Some people were thrown to the floor.
The best bit came as we passed the finish line... the final obstacle... drink a bottle of cider!!
Thank you Team Trek!!!
They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well, WOOF WOOF, this trail runner has mastered a new trick!! Riding the giant grasshopper!
I've learned that balance is not one of my strengths. And, getting to grips with riding the Elliptigo was not immediately easy as is it has been for other people that had a go. My mum managed to turn a tight corner within seconds of getting on and my brother looked like he WAS the grasshopper. I'm a bit slower, but if I can do it, anyone can!
My first few sessions out on Simon (the Elliptigo) were all about taking my time and getting the feel of standing up while moving on wheels. You definitely feel more exposed compared to being on a bicycle. And there is no time to completely relax as you always need to be balancing and holding in your core muscles.
At my first road junction I discovered a problem. I couldn't balance and hold on with one hand to indicate. Eeeeeks! As I train more on the 'Go' my core is getting stronger and I can actually show people where I'm moving in the road.
Gliding down hills and feeling the breeze against your whole body is an awesome feeling of exhilaration. But the best thing about riding on the Elliptigo is watching the reactions on other peoples faces as I pass them. People are gobsmacked and then break out into a huge smile.
My first ride was about 5km on day one, and after a week of increasing the distance and adding in the trailer occasionally, I managed to do a full day with all my kit by the end of the week. From zero, to a 75km adventure in one week, is a pretty cool achievement. And, I LOVE IT! It's so much fun.
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Driving the last few kilometres before arriving at the race start, the nausea began.
The last race I went to, my boyfriend drove and I was passenger. I get travel sick, and blamed the winding, country roads for my nausea. On Saturday April 1st, I was designated driver on the way to Mavora Lakes for 'Lap the Lake'.
Clearly this is not related to driving!
As with all the races I've recently taken part in, which is not many, the setting was spectacular . The first half of each lap followed a gravel road meandering down the centre of a wide, sweeping valley between lush, green mountains. After about 5km it turned right onto a foot path, passed a 'halfway' checkpoint and crossed the first swing bridge to the other side of the lake. From there, the trail became thin, undulating and pretty technical. The majority of the second half is inside the forest and pops out a couple of times into fields of waist-high grass. At the very end of the lap you cross another swing bridge before entering the main check point/start/finish area ready to go again!
One of many to come fundraising events in a school dress!!!
19th of February, a date for your diary everyone!!! Not really, just my family and friends ;)
Are you looking for a fun idea to celebrate your birthday??? So was I, so I hatched a plan.
I never really do anything for my birthday but this year I fancied doing something slightly wacky. I do enjoy partying and having a few drinks but time and time again, it becomes a bit repetitive.
I fancied a challenge, but nothing so exhausting it would take the fun out of the day.