I was doing so well...

...I was too! The last decent run Rabea and I did was 4.3 miles around Bangor on March 2nd, atking us about 51 minutes, which isn't totally embarassing. But then I decided that I wanted to do a Krav Maga course in Dublin (see here, if you're interested in what it is), so off I went.

The first day was great. I even went for a run at lunchtime to warm myself up for the afternoon's activities. The second day was just 6 or 7 hours of knocking the crap out of eachother (which I thoroughly enjoyed, I must say), and then I went back to Belfast on the train. Apart from a slightly black eye, a cut to the forehead and some ancillary bruising, I thought I'd got away with it OK. But then come the middle of the week, after the pain of the bruising and muscle use had diminished, a pain in my ribs just kept getting worse and worse. OK, so you've guessed - a broken rib. Not only that, but my plantar fibromatosis was acting up rightly too.

Anyway, I had my first session with the physiotherapist on 12th March and she told me that my left foot was badly inflamed, so no more running at least until my next session. I agreed to this, even though it would mean I would be missing my running from 5th March - 21st March (2.5 weeks - eek!) I went home after this and diligently rested and iced as instructed. Then on Saturday 17th I decided (she had agreed this was OK) to have a go on the cross-trainer. Ouch - my feet have been sore ever since (2 days). However the pain from the ribs is much more bearable now, and I suppose the plantar fibromatosis itself isn't significantly worse.

So, in short, I've been doing naff all training since 5th March. It's now 19th March and we have our first run (Omagh 4 miles) on 31st March. And now my feet are sore from 30 minutes on a cross trainer - what the Hell use is that?? What am I going to do..?