Well, there's an update of sorts... Things were feeling fine before I left for sunny Catterick on Wednesday, so when I arrived at my chosen destination, complete with car laden with kit and bored from the drive, I thought I would go out for a bit of a run. Now, the knee had been fine for a week, but then I'd not been running on it for a week.

Anyway, long story short, 3 miles down the road, it flared up again and I had to turn back. As I came back through the gate at a medium hobble, I was asked if I wanted directions to the med center. Joy. I also got told I looked like crap, but that was later. Cue painkillers and a day of rest on the range with the lads.

Friday was a different story though, despite lugging about 35 kilos around all day (and all day Saturday) the knee felt fine and has continued to feel fine even to today's 14 mile bike ride. I'm going to try a short run tomorrow (no more than a couple of miles), but I think the main source of exercise for the next couple of weeks is going to be on the bike. Which is like having sex fully clothed. Well, sort of.

Anyway, it's all exercise right? I'm still very concerned that I'm not going to be able to complete the race though. I'm going to try like hell though