The life of a knee: Melanie’s story

Image result for melanie ryding aclI have sat on this for many years, not saying anything. But recently I have come to realise that my story could in fact help others. That coupled with the fact that I am a personal trainer and a massage therapist means that in fact, I could place myself as a knee treatment specialist. How so? Well, here is my story.  Continue reading “The life of a knee: Melanie’s story”

Sad memories and an unexpected transformation

mum009It is exactly two years ago today since Mum’s funeral service took place. It was the saddest day of my life. I can still feel that deep sadness, despair and grief, just like it was yesterday. Time doesn’t heal wounds, it simply allows us the skills with which to better cope with it. Still, I noticed something unexpected during my reflections.  Continue reading “Sad memories and an unexpected transformation”

Still paying in pain: new event planned!

imageOops. Well that’s all I can say. Honestly, the box jumps on Wednesday really didn’t seem too bad, and when I got pain I stopped. Still, that clearly wasn’t anywhere near enough, because it have been paying in pain ever since. Continue reading “Still paying in pain: new event planned!”

Getting back to fitness: Tough times


It’s fair to say that I haven’t had a great time recently. A series of unavoidable circumstances have conspired against me forcing me to place training and racing to the back of my mind for quite some time now. I would even go as far as to say that I considered quitting triathlon, the load on my mind felt so overwhelming:

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Small steps: proud of the progress!

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picture of the damaged cartilage. The surface should be smooth

When was the last time someone told you they were proud of you?

Its been a challenging few months. Following the knee operation in November, the rehab was way more debilitating than I ever expected. I never thought I would actually MISS running.

When I was told I have a grade 4 tear in the cartilage, and it was not 100% repairable, I thought my life was over. Well, not quite as melodramatic, but I definitely thought my triathlon career was over. Continue reading “Small steps: proud of the progress!”

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