On Tuesday the pedals arrived - YAY! We have PEDALS. Mean looking black ones for Guy to match his mean looking black helmet, and shiny red ones for me to match my shiny red face when I've finished cycling. We unwrap them, look at them longingly and then, because we have no bikes to put them on, we put them back in their boxes. Sigh.
On Friday a box from the bicycle people arrives at Guy's office! HOORAY! He texts to say a box has arrived and I get ridiculously excited until he sends me a picture...
It's a bit small, isn't it?? I mean, I know the bikes come in bits and all that....
Guy brings it home, we open it ... and it only contains the shinpads. Sigh. They look like something a Star Wars Clone Trooper might wear if he took up cycling.... And they're REALLY uncomfortable. How is one meant to ride in these? Guy points out I have them on the wrong legs and, yes, they are much better once I've swapped them over.
On Friday Ice Cream Sian and I also go for a muddy run. Before we set off I am mindful of my New Feet and not going too far, then promptly start having fun and forget all about New Feet and we carry on for 12k. Really good mud too - just in time for Beagle Nic's second muddy run on Sunday.
Except on Saturday morning I can hardly move - my back has seized up completely due to doing too much too quick in the New Feet. Basically (apparently, I understand bits of this) all my muscles in my legs and back are now having to re-align themselves to my new posture. This takes time and patience. Which I'm not very good at... All I know is that on Saturday I can only get myself out of bed by lifting my pyjama legs ... not great. I whimper a fair bit, take lots of drugs, apply Deep Heat and walk the dogs v-e-r-y-s-l-o-w-l-y. Guy suggests delicately that running again on Sunday might not be the brightest idea, and I'm forced to agree... I cancel our run. The girls are nicely sympathetic, and Nic texts me on Sunday morning to make sure I'm not doing too much. No, of course not. I've been very sensible, doing back stretches (picking up leaves), resistance exercises (pulling out seedling trees) and heat therapy (writing blog with a heatpad in place) as well as a 'few other little jobs' (fix lights in outside loo, clean cars, blow leaves off gravel, make wooden doorstops, do homework with New Running Dog, make four fruitcakes, get Guy on Twitter (@catsclawceilidh, thanks for asking), update his website (www.cats-claw.co.uk, again thanks for asking), clean kitchen floor and do shopping).
Hopefully by next weekend we'll have bikes. And a mended back. And as all the little jobs are done (really, how many more can there be?) we can have a whole FUN weekend doing RUNNING and SWIMMING and CYCLING - YAY!
Guy is suitably thrilled at the prospect.
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