• Day Eight

    Here we are, with a over a week run. Wow. I'm so pleased to be here and part of me can't believe it. If I didn't have the gps watch and Edd and Tom there for each marathon I would be questioning whether I had actually done it.

    Dougie Grieve joined me at the start today and stayed right until the end. The first person to do a whole marathon with me, and I really enjoyed his company. It's great to have the opportunity to chat to someone you don't know, find out what they like, don't like, swap stories and just share the experience of the day. I was impressed by Dougie's attitude to life. We chatted about the saying by Lance Armstrong that pain is only temporary but failure is forever (apologies if I've paraphrased that). It's a shame that Lance Armstrong turned out to have cheated but the saying is still a good one, and one that I will keep in mind for the rest of this journey.

    I also saw Kimberley Murray today. She is one of the sports scientists who started to work with me at The Human Performance Unit and I have a lot of respect for her. She is so calm and professional and really set me on the right road for training so it was fantastic to see her today. She said she would only run a mile or two but actually did about 8 miles and surprised herself. I've found that people can run further than they think on The Royal Mile. It is tough, but you only have to push up for 10 - 12 minutes, maybe less depending on your pace; then coming back down is your recovery time. Also when it starts to wake up, but before it gets too busy (between 10.30am and 11.30am) there is plenty to look at to distract you without too much to slow you down. And the sense of achievement when you go for longer than you thought possible is worth the effort.

    Dot Howard joined me too, so at one point there were four of us running up and down the Mile. Dot is the first artist to join me for a run (a day of firsts!). Dot has a show on at The Hunt and Darton Cafe in St Mary's Street at 6pm each day (not Mondays). It's called 'How to Avoid making an Entrance of Yourself' and looks at performance anxiety and self doubt in an unhurried way. It is honest, compelling, beautiful, poignant and well worth watching. If you get the chance to come to Edinburgh this must be a must see! It was great to have Dot, Kim and Dougie running today and to share the sights and the people that I meet every day. Although I'm covering the same stretch of road I'm seeing new things all the time; I'm enjoying the growing familiarity of seeing people each day and I'm still loving the Mile itself.

    The challenge for me came in the last two miles when the top of my foot started to hurt. I tend to trot along on my tiptoes, which is not a great technique and I think my luck may have run out with this today. The pain is unlike any other I'm dealing with. The rest are dull aches that I know will be relieved by physio, sitting in bed with my legs up and my compression skins on and a good night's sleep. But this is a sharp pain on the top of my foot like a nail going through it. I managed to get through the last two miles and hobble home and into my cold bath. I even managed to get to the physio (www.e-physiotherapy.co.uk) albeit slowly. By the time I got there I had worked myself up into a bit of a panic, wondering what had happened, but Nicholas (my physio) calmly had a look at it and I soon started to relax. It is most likely a bit of damage to my tendon, caused by particularly tight calves that day, so Nicholas worked a lot on my calf muscle to release that and then tried some ultrasound and tens (electric shock on my foot). That was a strange sensation, making my toes dance in a peculiar way and even making my knee jerk involuntarily sometimes. But it helped ease the pain a little and meant I could walk without hobbling quite so much. I very slowly walked home and now I'm resting it up and applying ice. Hopefully by tomorrow it will have eased off.

    Today is also the anniversary of the death of a friend of mine. so he has been in my thoughts. Mick was really a good friend of my dad's, but to be honest, he was everyone's friend. When I was growing up he was an important person in my life. He used to do PA systems and he'd run discos, so a lot of my childhood was spent dancing at one of his nights. Mick was larger than life, with a warm smile and a massive heart. He worked incredibly hard but was also incredibly kind and he loved a laugh. Although he may have gone, his memory still shines brightly because of the good work he did and all the people he made happy. He had that rare gift of always looking pleased to see you. Mick is missed but well remembered. It makes me wonder if our purpose here is to make an effort; to connect with other people; to show kindness; to bring happiness; to stop and see the world that we are part of.

    And thank you to Patch of www.fudgekitchen.co.uk for more delicious fudge! It's definitely helping!! And Edd loved his coffee courtesy of the Scottish Story-telling Centre again today :)

    1 Comment

    • 1. Aug 25 2013 6:54PM by Heather

      Vicki I am reading your blog 'backwards' as it were - I started at day 24 and I've got back to day 8 now. I can hardly believe that you did another 16 marathons after today's post where you had such a very sore foot. I hope it is not as sore now as it was then, though I can't see why it wouldn't be given all the extra miles you've put on it. But anyway you have earned even more respect by sticking at something hard - mentally and physically. Well done!

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