Ok so my magnificent plan for my metamorphisis over the summer has been interrupted. Badly.
I can hardly walk!! I tried to get out of bed this morning, rolling on one side was agony, rolling onto the other was hell and then, trying to sit up was like winding up a crank in slow-mo. Once I'd mastered being out of bed, the next step was figuring out how to stand straight. I could just about hobble around the flat at 90 degrees but this would be impractical in the cruel, exterior world where everything is so.. upright.
Never underestimate how lucky you are to lower yourself in and out of chairs, put socks on, get in and out of the bath..
Sheesh.. I sound like an incapacitated old lady! I figured out why this problem has been happening more and more this year. I stopped doing my core excercises.. I felt my crunches weren't making a difference on the tone of my stomach and as running was having more effect, I just stopped. DO NOT STOP is the answer..as soon as my back is healed I'm back onto the old crunches and sit ups and the rest of it as fast as possible.
My boss took pity on me and bought me some muscle relaxant gel and tablets. So I'm in a sort of deluded haze between faint twinges and being perpendicular to the ground.
A good excuse to laze by the beach tomorrow! Bring on the medicated haze and sunshine and hope it's not a lethal combo!
