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RE: The Road to Richmond
Large pothole on the road to Richmond.
I have sustained a ridiculous shoulder injury, which is currently preventing me from running. Until a week or ago, I carried a fabulous array of pens in my shirt pocket: two colours of whiteboard pen, black biro, green biro, fibre tip, laser pointer - as I circulated the classroom, I was armed to dispense written guidance or feedback in exactly the correct medium. This meant that at least 10 times a day, 50 times a week, I would peer down at my left breast to select the right implement. Suddenly, last weekend, this became a debilitating RSI-type condition. I had bagged my long run, but when I went out for my tempo session the jarring was so great that I didn't make it past the end of the road.
One week on, I've been playing the waiting game to see if it will improve without intervention (apart from some ibuprofen). There is a glimmer of hope, in that I just tried jogging to the end of the road and I think there was a tiny improvement. The treatment options are just a visit to the docs, which will no doubt lead to a physio referral, likely to take weeks, or a massage, which I suspect will loosen it up but really just end up as some pretty expensive general advice.
Either the shoulder or I need to do something though. I can tolerate two weeks of missed training; anything more is likely to be a problem.
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