Tag: Confidence

Week One (ish)

I was going to do week-by-week updates on the running side of things, and even though I only managed one run before I was advised to stop, I’m going to tell you about it anyway.

In short, it was great. The sun was shining but it wasn’t too hot, I was in a good mood and I had Local Natives in my ears.

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Get Thee to a Neurologist

This week, three things happened.

I went for the first run on the C25K programme, a gentle run-walk-run exercise covering 3.5k. A good start, as far as I was concerned, and something I will tell you about in more detail later.

I accepted and started a new job, a three-month contract working for a business-to-business start-up website. Yay!

I also received an email from a doctor.

My chuffed post-run face. This post is hard to illustrate.
My chuffed post-run face. This post is hard to illustrate.

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Walking Before I can Run

As it says on my C25K page, I’m not starting from scratch here. Having spent three months gallivanting around New Zealand, Fiji and Australia, I’ve been doing some pretty spectacular practice walks.

Back when I was in hospital, I was weak, but could walk around a little bit. By the time I left, I could walk pretty much normally, but stairs were tricky. A few weeks later, stairs were all good, but I tried to run for a bus and that didn’t go so well.

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Rhabdo to Fabdo

Running a half marathon nearly killed me, and that’s only a little bit of hyperbole.

A year ago today I attempted the Hackney Half Marathon and, to cut a long story short, found myself first with heatstroke and then with rhabdomyolosis, or rhabdo.

Montage
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Caused by muscle exhaustion and heat (in my case anyway), rhabdo leads to a breakdown in muscle tissue and causes the release of a protein, myoglobin, into the blood. This kind of toxin would usually be flushed out by the kidneys, but myoglobin cells are too big for that, and lead to the kidneys becoming clogged up and ultimately – to put it politely – broken.

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