but I'm my own worst enemy
Sometimes things happen and you don't realise until later that it was all for the best. I feel like this over last week's disappointment at not being able to start my antibiotics for five days whilst I took the steroids for my ear. If it hadn't been for my ear I would have started taking them last Wednesday which would have meant that I'd have felt like I do tonight whilst at the West Yorkshire Playhouse watching H, and I am incredibly glad that I didn't!
I have the most vile taste in my mouth and just feel rubbish and I'm only two days in to a course of seven. It's all a bit grim and I think I prefer the mumbo jumbo lavender pill approach, but I'm hoping it will all be worth it in the end. I am also holding on to the hope that if it is an infection causing the tinnitus in my ear then the antibiotics might sort it out at the same time. C is less convinced of this theory, but as I explained to him I don't really want to know if they will or not I just want the glimmer of hope (please don't burst my bubble sisterofmarathongirl750 I know I'm clutching at straws!).
Al has been looking after me and doing anything he can to help, I just wish I knew how to help myself.... for some reason I decide that the best job to tackle today is trying to get my spreadsheet of cards sold to tally with my paper records and I am one card out. I have checked and checked and checked again but I just can't find the error, and it is driving me to distraction. I wish I could just fudge the figures, it really makes no difference to anything but I know I won't be able to rest until I've got it to balance and I can't help wishing I could channel this need for perfection into my training!

Off to see the Biomechanics Man tomorrow, heels are a little sore after yesterday's run - I hope he doesn't tell me it's my shoes!
M - 650
HM - 206
Total Distance covered 162.8 miles
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