Behind the swan-like exterior of this blog there’s a special workshop-cum-shed where all the magic happens. On the work bench of that shed there sits a perfectly formed blog post about how I have ascended to the zen like state of running 10 pretty nippy miles every second day on nowt but fresh air and dreams. All injury free and with shoes made of gossamer.
The blog post still sits there on the work bench because, surprising as it may seem, I am (fairly) honest.
That and the fact that I’ve felt a strange tingling in my trousers over the past week or so.
The sort of tingling that means you’re less teenage boy and more chronic user of google as a GP.
I appear to have developed something called meralgia paraesthetica which is caused by:
- Being morbidly obese
- Wearing skinny jeans
- Running too much
(Not all at the same time)
All a very glamorous way of saying that the outside of my left hip has a trapped nerve that doesn’t cause me too much pain but does feel weirdly like someone elses hip (I’ve no sensation in the skin on the hip).
The treatment for this condition is that you lose weight, wear a smock with no pants on or stop running. There’s not much weight to lose and I am currently considering my options on the smock.
The last option will clearly never work.
I will keep you posted on the smock shopping front.
Before I forget, I have changed running shoe – to a lightweight racing flat – the New Balance 1400 – more to follow in the next post.