Project Back in Action

Last night my housemates Charlie, Chris and Susie (week days known as James) - who all weirdly have the initials CJ - pointed out to me that the last video posting was "a bit depressive" and "here I am on a cliff ready to jump" sort of vibe.  I thought I best not leave that as my latest posting.

Since the incident in the gym a lot has happened.  I've progressed with my general mechanics and discomfort pretty well and I was chomping at the bit to do more and more each day.  While all these aspects were improving I also started to notice some funky nerve things going on - nothing particularly strong, but enough for the medics to hold back the progression onto the bike and ergo.  It meant I was restricted to the pool and the cross-trainer.  At this same time the descision was made that I should go for a scan and get things checked out - particularly with the nerve stuff going on.  I saw a Spainish doctor to get another assessment - all she did was mock my flexibility and confirm what we had already decided.  Late Wednesday night the descision was taken  that I was to go home early Friday, with the hope that I could get a scan before the weekend and then see the consultant on Monday.  Dr Ann used her persuasive patter to infact arrange both the scan and the consultant for Friday.  Thursday was therefore my last day at altitude, I wanted to make up (as best I could) for the two days I would be missing by leaving early.  It meant, along with an hours cross-trainer, I spent 3 hours in the pool "swimming" [Hodge decided his afternoon off would be best spent taunting me and filming].  Friday was an early start to get down the mountain to the main town.  From there I got a coach to Malaga (3 hours) and then a taxi to the airport.  Hand-luggaging it the whole way so I could make my appointments in Central London. I landed at Gatwick 2pm, scanned in Russell Square at 4:30pm and saw the consultant on Harley St. at 6pm - busy day.  The scan showed I had a slight tear and bulge in one of my lower discs and so was given an epidural to help reduce the swelling and speed up the healing process.

Today I caught up with Dr Ann and I'm hoping to be building up the training over the week.  I won't know where I'm totally at with things until later in the week.

Next week is Louise's birthday and her sister Rachel has got her tickets to see Michael McIntyre tonight.  Thankfully she chose me as her "plus one" and I'll be having more of a light-hearted evening.