Out for the count
This week has been a very troubling week. It started off brilliantly. Cycling, training, my trainer sorted my ankle issues out and it was all going hunky dory. Until I woke up in Wednesday practically crippled.
Usually my crap knee is my left, but, through sheer determination, stupidity and ignorance, I’ve managed to over come that problem. Now my right knee has started. I was training on Tuesday and during the middle of the circuits, I wanted to sort of crack it. It wouldn’t crack. So I kept bending and bending it, praying for something to happen. It did. I think I bent my knee around my head and over stretched something. So Wednesday, I woke up, barely able to walk. Unfortunately, I could still walk far enough to the train station and to work.
I was tempted to go training on Thursday, but I knew if I did I would be out for ages. I’ve just started getting ok and scaring the life out of the ‘good’ boxer in my training session because I have more endurance than she does, and let me tell you, the look of worry and the smell of fear around her when I was like, ‘ave that love, was palpable. I didn’t want to risk properly screwing my knee up after I had reached such heady heights. I also gave her a run for her money on the bags so the next few weeks are going to be very interesting.
So for most of this week, I have been sitting on my arse doing absolutely no sporting activity at all. It has been very unenjoyable. I didn’t realise how much of my time is spent being active and when I’m not, it is very boring. Now, on Sunday my arms and fists are itching to get near a punch bag.
My trainer said I should have a go at the proper amateur stuff and start fighting soon. To make me feel better about my dismal situation, I went out and bought a mouth guard. I read the instructions in bed this morning. It is verging on a GCSE chemistry test. My knee maybe fine, but I may well sustain third degree burns to my gums this week…
I have been trying not to get disheartened by my blip in training. It’s been a boring week. But on the positive, it has made me want to be better, train harder and be more active.
I just need to sort out a cunning plan that means I earn money without actually having to go into the studio every day. My life would be complete.
Ta ra.
