The bad news... and the good!

Suspected tendonitis diagnosed over the phone with Claire the Osteo. Must have been brought on by the fall and probably not helped with the bike ride and the runs on a tender knee. This reminds me of the old joke,

'Doc, my knee hurts when I run and ride my bike.'
'Well don't run and ride your bike then!'

So I had two really good swim sessions with the club last week and a couple ofsessions in the gym staying off the feet. Swam today as well after weighing up the options of heading out on the bike. I know the knee wouldn't last, so it's pointless even trying. Looks like Weymouth is becoming less and less likely, and the more I think about it, the more it seems like a sensible thing to end my hopes of doing a half distance before the big one in the hope that the body will be fully recovered. The chances of aggrevating an injury over such a long distance would be high, and I can't afford to be that irresponsible.

The next two weeks will be a revelation.

The good news is my resting heart rate is 38 bpm, a sure sign of overall fitness. That's 2 above Paula Radcliffes in her prime.