Chronicle of ills#

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 16:45:39 +0000

Last time I told you about my physio. Since then I had the worst cold in living memory: I'll spare you the nasal blow-by-blow, but it involved fever, shivers, a headache of the "I don't know whether I want a blindfold or a frontal lobotomy" persuasion, and on its way out a sandpaper throat and the coughing up of more phlegm than I thought I had the lung capacity to nurture. Lemsip for Christmas dinner.

Yes, that was the edited version. The full director's cut with outtakes, bloopers and deleted scenes will be out on DVD later in the year.

Anyway, better now, but it means there wasn't much of anything to write about for the last few weeks. Following my second physio encounter I was told (not in so many words, but) that I could do some light skating as long as I didn't try to stop, so I went to Mike's LSS last Saturday. The leg is quite comfortable to skate on until just short of full extension, then it depends critically on the angle of my heel carve whether I get pain or not. Which is probably a great way of making sure I'm not pushing backwards ...

My skating goal for 2008*: refuse absolutely to take the entire season seriously. This is on the basis that my best results are always when I don't expect them and am not trying too hard, and I will start working towards it as soon as I have achieved full unbrokenness again. I think the leg is improving on the whole: it has better days more often than it has worse days.