The Qwer Old Fella's Marathon Method

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Location:

Tralee,Ireland

Member Since:

Oct 01, 2011

Gender:

Male

Goal Type:

Other

Running Accomplishments:

I've never worn compression socks.

Short-Term Running Goals:

To do a race.

Long-Term Running Goals:

1. Break the world record for the marathon in the 50+ age group, when I'm 50 in 2015.

2. Never wear compression socks.

Personal:

Married with two girls (6 and 10).

The Qwer Old Fella's Marathon Method is a four year experiment.

The first year (2012) was about getting back into running, staying off the smokes and booze, while sticking to a healthy eating plan and shedding mountains of lard. All boxes ticked.

Year two (2013 - age: 48) Injured Jan through March. Build back up and work on my 5k speed. Goal 15:45.

Year three (2014) will be about doing my first marathon in the spring. (Just for the experience and on a tough course - maybe Tralee; goal time, 2:30ish.) Then begins the prep work for Berlin 2015

Year four (2015) is all about breaking the world record for the marathon in the 50+ age group - it's only 2:19 :).

The above might sound nuts; it is, but then I'm nuts. Please do not copy any of the training I do: if you do, you are likely to end up running like me - not a good idea.

The idea is to have a laugh along the way. If I fail, I don't know what I'll do - my whole belief system will crumble and I suspect that this little rock might just stop spinning for a couple of seconds. Jakers, I better not fail for all our sakes. That's some burden, even for SuperBam.

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Wed, Mar 06, 2013

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I'm angry. I'm livid. I'm apoplectic with rage. I'm going bananas. Ballistic. Mental.

I'm so annoyed I can't even say why...

Seething...

Doing my nut...

Somebody's having it... They're getting weighed in. Nobody, and I mean nobody, has my pants down and gets away with it.

Narked. Vexed.

I'll be back -Just got to go and blow up a physiotherapy clinic:) Quacks. Bounders!

I'm back and I've calmed down:) Today I decided, against my better judgement, to go see a physiotherapist (that's a bit like your PT's). Big mistake.

Checked the clinic out on the internet and they had a range of therapists who had supposedly worked with Irish Olympians etc. Arrived and the pad was professional looking etc. My Physio did all the history stuff - very good. Then they did all the right assessments - excellent I thought. Maybe we'll get this little thing sorted once and for all...

I'd told them what I thought and I sensed the physio was a tad nervous. Physio gave me all the spiel about how great my musculature was etc - I can handle that, even though I'm 14 pounds over weight.

The physio then gives my erector spinae a bit of a rub - no effleurage, petrissage, tapotement, kneeding etc - just a rub - like the good lady might do.

'We'll get you sorted over the next couple of months. I'll pass you on to my colleague - he's really good."

What the... I'm thinking. The next couple of months at 50 sheets a week. On your bike.

"That's it, for today," she said.

After a bit of chat etc - there's no diagnosis or thoughts about what's wrong or why no proper treatment etc.

I pay the Euro 50 (out of my ipad fund - yeah, I know, but I've been spending the money on cakes and sweets etc: it's part of my injury depression). They try to book me in for next week with super physio. He'll have you on the wussmill and he'll look at your gait.

So I tell them there's no point looking at my gait etc - I can't run at the moment I'm injured and I need fixing. Much embarrassment.

They book me in for next Wednesday with the rub-a-dub-dub physio.

I ain't going back. All this PT stuff is a rip. A con. Eat cake and watch the goggle-box when you're injured. Let the body heal itself.

Anyway, the good news is... my new belly - from the cakes - has pulled my si joint into place, my core muscles etc have settled and I think, if I eat a few more cakes, I'll be back running in a couple of days.

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Comments

From SlowJoe on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 08:16:59 from 155.219.241.10

Whatever it is, just remember that overcrowding in prisons these days makes it really hard time. Don't do anything that would land you in there!

From Bam on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 14:39:25 from 89.126.28.24

I was just about to torch the place and I heard your wise words and stopped. Thank you Joe. Thank you very much indeed. You saved me from a life of horror:)

From Rob Murphy on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:00:53 from 163.248.33.220

That's your commie socialized medicine for you. You need to give the free enterprise system a try and all your problems with medical care will be solved.

From Bam on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:15:37 from 89.126.28.24

Rob - you're getting confused between the British and Irish systems. The Irish system is similiar to yours, in that it's insurance based etc.

Even though your system is troubled and flawed, I suspect it's still far better than ours. Perhaps the commie system in Britain is the way to go...

From Rob Murphy on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:23:25 from 163.248.33.220

My apologies. I just assume all you folks over there are squishy socialists.

Really I'm just amusing myself here. Which is all that matters.

Sorry about the negative experience.

From SlowJoe on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:23:52 from 155.219.241.10

Now that I've read what happened, I've changed my mind. Torch it. You get free healthcare in prison.

From Jason D on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:34:34 from 24.1.80.94

Ugh.

From Bam on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:34:36 from 89.126.28.24

Rob - I'm all in favour of socialism: I think the weak and vulnerable should all be treated with equal disdain - excluding me:)

Joe - Right, I'm going back there tomorrow, but first I'm off to bed - I've got to work out how I'm going to set fire to some weak and vulnerable cretin and then find the strength to throw them in the clinic.

From Jake K on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:38:20 from 155.100.226.191

two words: molotov cocktail.

If you want an interesting read on health care in the USA, google the Time Magazine article called "Bitter Pill: Why Medical Bills Are Killing Us"

I've seen Andrea get bounced around from PT to MD to yada yada yada for months. She makes the most progress when she doesn't listen to any of them and sticks to her own knowledge (which is immense) and trusts her own gut instincts.

From Bam on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 15:50:50 from 89.126.28.24

I'll look at that article tomorrow Jake.

Molotov was topnotch:)

The PT game is a con - defo. When pt's start talking about muscle imbalances etc, it's pt code for I haven't a clue. Then they bamboozle the client with anatomy talk.

When I was in the game, I said you only pay twice - after that every session is free. Blinking bankrupt in a week:) Only kidding. But I did only charge twice for the one injury. So, if Andrea came to me I would've charged her for two visits - no more. Rarely did I need to see anybody more than twice. There were a few but I didn't mind. Most of the time you release the soft tissue and send them on their way. If they had a structual problem, I'd refer them to an osteopath.

Andrea will get there eventually and she'll be all the better for her tribulations. Just got to step back and give the body some time to heal itself. Rest!

From Kam on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 16:05:04 from 68.66.163.179

Jake, that article made me sick. Health care administrators are as crooked as...

From Russ on Wed, Mar 06, 2013 at 16:31:30 from 74.114.3.253

Finding the right practitioner is so tough. Dentist, doctor, PT, chiro/osteo, mechanic, etc. For every good one there are who knows how many bad ones who just want your money? I've been fortunate in finding some I can trust (dentist, PT, mechanic) but it's a tough nut to crack.

Now the real question is what type of material is best to use as a fuse for the cocktail? Petrol-soaked cotton, wool, poly? Tough decisions.

From bdase on Thu, Mar 07, 2013 at 21:53:44 from 160.7.242.251

Compression socks from the USA might work. If not for the injury you can use them for the fuse. I can send you some other stuff too. Just need your credit card number...

From Bam on Fri, Mar 08, 2013 at 05:39:57 from 89.126.28.24

0860745832189054839 - thanks Brandon. When you've bought them I'll pm you with my address: best not give out my address on the web:) I'm trusting you with those credit card details:)

From Matt Poulsen on Sat, Mar 09, 2013 at 14:08:51 from 98.202.242.213

Totally agree. Most MD's, PT's, etc. are in it to make $ period. They don't truly care for the patient. You need to be very selective when choosing someone to seek help from. There are good ones, but you need to search for them.

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