So... I finally got organised enough to make an appointment with the physio to see if they can help with the annoying discomfort in my right leg. Phoned them up on Thursday and had a chat with the bright and cheerful lady on reception:
Me: Hi, I was wondering if I could make an appointment with a physiotherapist please
Cheerful Reception Lady: Yes of course! We have appointments tomorrow morning at 8:00, or 8:30?
Me: Err... Right... Um... Have you got any next week?
CRL: Monday at 7:30am, 8:00...?
Me: *slightly desperately* Maybe on Tuesday?
CRL: Yes, we have 7:00am, 7:30, 8:00, 8:30... *expectant pause*
*screaming in my head - those appointments are for Larks! What about the Owls... You must have some Owl appointments?! Please?!*
Me: Err... Afternoon? Do you have any in the afternoon?
CRL: *starting to sound a little fed up but masking it well* yes... 1:30, 2:00, 2:30, 3:00, 4:00...?
*pause - is she going to give me any later options...? No? 4pm is going to be a little tricky with work, but this pause is getting uncomfortable and I can't ask her for any more options now, that would be embarrassing... *
Me: Right, 4pm, that one please.
CRL: *sounding relieved, probably glad this is nearly over* Ok! I've booked you in for 4pm!
Phew! That was stressful! Now just hope that it helps!
Happy running everyone