It’s a good way to start the day – I just wouldn’t want to do it every day. In spite of my determination to exercise, I’m actually pretty lazy.
Normally I would cycle to the gym for the run and then cycle from the gym to work, but today was different. Today, I was in the car because my first appointment of the day – after the run – was for an hour’s physiotherapy at the hospital. I’d been referred by the specialist to see if anything could be done to mobilise the stiffening ankle joint that is giving me problems and causing the knock-on injuries when I run that plagued me through 2013. The stiffness and loss of dorsiflexion are probably caused by underlying neurological issues – i.e. my MS – but both are mechanical symptoms that I might be able to work on to prolong my overall mobility.
the sweet science of physiotherapy
The last physio I saw a few months ago gave me a pile of exercises to strengthen the leg around my troublesome ITB… but like everyone else in the history of physiotherapy, I stopped doing them as soon as my ITB stopped hurting. As I mentioned above, in spite of all appearances to the contrary (obsessive exercising, blah blah blah), I am a fundamentally lazy man and reluctant to commit to anything as bothersome as regular stretching exercises – I almost never warm up before I go running, for starters…. But this time it feels a bit different: if I want to keep running, I need to make sure my body doesn’t seize up any more than it already has. To do that, I should probably concede that I may need to actually do these exercises.
Besides, I’ve got another appointment in a few weeks time and, although she seemed nice enough, I think my physiotherapist could be quite a force of nature if disappointed with my progress. I’ve had a physio stick a big needle into the sole of my foot before, and he didn’t even seem angry. These people are not to be treated lightly.