not good at all now...

jogged a very slow 4 miles to the massage on friday night. painful in the last mile. couldn't jog the last two miles home... had to walk the last mile. terrible pain when I was home - really acute and shooting up and down (what feels like) the bone. all emanating from an area near the very bottom of the tibia. Last night was the first time I realised London was not looking likely... which would be the second year running injury has ruled me out. Ended up having to have a couple of drinks with a couple of very close friends just to get out of my mind about it all. It's been over a week of reasonably running free training, and i usually heal quite fast from muscle and tendon damage. But this pain feels so much more acute and nauseating. I'm now thinking I've gone and run myself into a tibia stress fracture and will call the doctors on monday morning to book and appointment to see if they can give me a bone scan to confirm... I hope it's not true, but I have a pretty big hunch that's what it is. I guess that's what happens when you put all of your eggs in one basket and the basket handle breaks because you put too many eggs in it. Eggs. Everywhere. It's all a little depressing and devastating. Not being able to run which is all I've really been doing with my life. Not being able to fulfil a goal I've been aiming at and thinking about every single day for the last 6 months. I might be in for 6 weeks worth of running in a swimming pool and cycling on an exercise bike. Unless some sort of magic happens in my system and fixes my leg which would surprise me like you wouldn't believe. Oh balls.