A solitary foil finisher’s blanket, hanging from a tree, seems to sum it up well: my foot injury, months of not running, chasing the semi-privatised NHS to care about a non-life threatening issue.
I’ve been having pain along the outer side of my right foot since the tail end of last year. Even cycling has become difficult. Seeing all the runners enter the Reading Half Marathon made me really jealous, and that feeling isn’t going away now that Running Buddy has signed up for Race to the Tower.
I have tried to do all the right things: rest, see my GP. I was referred for an X-ray to rule out a stress fracture and now am awaiting the next step, hopefully physio, or something else that will get me back out there. In the meantime, this sad, discarded blanket shows a little of how I feel about the situation.
