Unicycling on hold…

After what has been a disastrous monthly challenge so far, I felt a post was needed to explain to my fans followers exactly where we are.

It has been over ten days since I last sat on a unicycle, due to a touch of sciatica. I don't intend on boring you with the details, you only need to read Unicycle Day 15 to find out more. Needless to say the chances of successfully managing to learn to ride the unicycle has taken a battering. It may well be that September's Challenge moves into October *sharp intact of breath*.

I'm also very aware of the fact that the Zombie Evacuation run is getting closer. After bullying persuading various teachers to join me in running away from zombies whilst overcoming obstacles I need to ensure I'm fully fit. So I've done the sensible thing, stopped the unicycling and I haven't actually been running for the past 10 days. I have also penciled in running the Great Eastern Run in Peterborough next month, so depending on how the next fortnight goes will decide if I do that or not.

The drugs seemed to have worked, my leg is nowhere near as painful as it was last week, it feels more like a 'dead leg'. This weekend I have done next to nothing in an attempt to get back on track. Well actually to be more precise, I have done nothing interspersed with a whole lot of nothing.

 

Unicycle Day 15

Halfway through September's Challenge and we have hit a major problem: a touch of sciatica. Although it would seem this is unrelated to the unicycling.

On Thursday I felt a slight ache in my leg and by Friday this had manifested itself into a rather painful and slightly awkward limp, in an Ian Dury styley. Although after a quick online symptom calculator I was thankful that I could dismiss polio.

Waking up this morning in much the same, if not more painful way, there was only one thing to do. Get back on the Internet. This resulted in a clear diagnosis of sciatica, thanks in part to Dr Rob and a handy video explaining the causes, symptoms and prognosis. It would seem that I have irritated my sciatic nerve, and thinking about it, my Y8s were rather irritating on Thursday.

So to the treatment…ibuprofen, diclofenac potassium, codeine phosphate and paracetamol….

I'm hoping a weekend of popping pills and plenty of relaxing should see me right! Although on a positive note, this morning the postman brought me a lovely parcel containing Frank Turner at Wembley DVD. Lovely jubbly!