I signed off yesterday with the statement that ‘Compeed blister plasters may be the greatest thing ever’. Yeah, about that.
As you may well know, I have a blister, on the underside of my right arch. The blister split at the weekend, and I removed the loose skin, and cover with the blister plaster. I then ran three miles, and it was fine.
Yesterday, I ran another three miles, and it was not fine. The plaster shifted at some point during the run, and reattached itself slightly askew, so that now it stuck crossing the exposed under tissue. To say that it hurt when I had to remove it, and it took a whole load more skin away with it would be an understatement.
So now I have a rather large hole on the underside of my foot, which I have no choice but to walk on. I did recover with another plaster, but running is going to be out of the question for a few days. I’m moving house on Saturday, so maybe it’s a good thing.
The danger, of course is that running with any injury puts strain on other parts of the body, you end up compensating, and running differently. This increases the risk of another, more serious injury, and it’s really not something I need.
I slowed my pace on last night’s run, not due to the foot, but just to concentrate on my breathing. Everything was wrong from the start: I had eaten late, and didn’t actually leave the house to start the run until nearly 11pm.
But the good news is, that with the slower pace (7 minutes per mile), I ran a full 2 miles before my foot hurt and I pulled up. When the pain eased, I broke into a series of short sprints, which probably exacerbated the blister.
Doing the maths 7 minutes a mile sounds a little slow, but would get me around the course in about three hours. That’s a time I’d be happy with, so I think I’ll stick to the slower pace and work on the distance. Many marathoners use a run/walk combo but you know me; I am way too competitive to be ordinary…
I have ordered a new pair of running shoes though (below). They’re to get me through training. I’m pretty certain they won’t make it to the race. I’m itching to try them out, but I know it’ll be Sunday at the earliest. I’m not running again before then, and have a six-mile run planned. My first 10k in nearly 2 years.
mmmm.. sexy. And cheap.
It’s a little daunting, if I’m honest, but it really is time to step up. There is no going back now…


Come in number 2550. Your time is up.

We did it. We signed up. Kasia and I are now officially participants in the 2015 Warsaw marathon.
It’s the first time I’ve signed up for a marathon. I was a little shocked when I had to enter my expected finishing time to the nearest ten minutes. 
Should I play it safe, and go somewhere around the 5 hour mark? Or push myself to the limit and try for a sub-three hour time. After all, if I’m running 3 miles in 20 minutes now, 262 in 180 works out, right? I can do maths.
So I played it down the middle, and aimed for four hours. Well, a minute under to be precise. I can finish faster, but damned if I’m finishing later.
My race number is 2550. Kasia’s was in the 7000s. We quickly surmised that this must be down to expected finishing times, as it would a little odd if 5000 people all happened to signed up on the same day. I think I’ll be happy just to get around the course in one piece and survive long enough to enjoy a couple of days sightseeing in Warsaw.
As we signed up separately, I paid my 60 Euros fee, and read that if I wanted an Adidas branded T-shirt, it would cost me an extra 30 Euros. I declined this amazing offer, and stuck with the generic one. Kasia later informed me that she paid in Polish, and her fees were nearly half of what mine were.
Oh well.
I did my three mile route last night, slightly slower than at the weekend. The diaphragm cramps returned, although not as harshly as on Sunday. A little research at Google University tells me that I need to adjust my breathing. This makes sense.
In my first couple of posts, I mentioned that I have a lot of work to do on my cardio and breathing; it seems that while my legs can run and hardly feel fatigued even after the longer runs, my breathing technique is struggling to catch up. This needs to be my focus over the next couple of weeks, to settle into a routine that will see me through the entire marathon.

On another note, Compeed Blister Plasters may just be the greatest thing ever.