After an enforced break from running, and walking for that matter, I am back.
The last time I added to my blog, the Doctor has told me it would be 2 weeks of rest before I could do anything. Well.... 2 weeks became 3 weeks and the 3 months, a lot of rest, a few pain killers, and an MRI scan later and here we are on the 26 September.
It seems ironic to me now that yesterday, the 25 September was the day the physio said "OK i think we can start some short distance walking and mild jogging, but not too far too fast!" when it was the 25 June when the knee injury happened.
A lot has happened in that time, and in some way not a lot. I'll leave politics out of it.
I had the pleasure of being invited to Vintage for Victory, celebrated a big birthday, saw 4 musicals in 2 weeks, met Michael Ball, stood on the Greenwich meridian, attended Invncbl and then helped to deliver the most successful Cardiff 10K so far.
It was incredible to see so many people taking to the streets of Cardiff and having a fantastic time. I knew I wouldn't be able to run, it is the one question as an event manager you get asked all the time....are you running. Well 'No' someone has to organise things!!
However, it did mean I met up with some incredible runners and it was lovely to have Kerrie join us as a race starter. It was also incredible to be stood on the finish line to welcome her home.
So what now? Tonight I pulled on my running shoes and stepped back onto the road. I took it slowly and didn't try to do too much.
2k in 20 minutes, I also took the 4 legged training partner with me, so I wouldn't go too fast.
The big question now is.....how will the knee be in the morning?
After 24 years of helping others to achieve their running goals - it is now my time.