Doing parkour training late on Thursday evening, it was getting a bit dark and we were getting a little tired. I attempted to pop up the 15ft wall at Castlefields with a short run up. I made it and got my hand over the top but lacked the strength to pull myself up one-handed. I let go and bailed but as I came down towards the floor, the side of my foot scraped the wall and spoilt my landing. All 13 stone of me landed on one ankle on its side. There was a sickening and audible crunch and strangely no pain. For a couple of moments anyway. I knew this wasn’t going to be good. I hobbled over to one side where I could sit down. The first thing I did was reach into my bag and dig out four brufen, getting them down my neck as soon as I could – it might not hurt now but it would. My ankle started swelling almost in front of my eyes. My mates helped me hobble to a nearby gym where they got me some ice-packs.

Sod’s Law this would happen just before the Bank Holiday weekend, too. Paul kindly took me to Salford Sainsbury’s to get a few bags of frozen peas but fate had other plans. I hopped out of the car, grabbed a trolley to push for support and entered the store. Immediately I heard a scream from behind me. “Everyone get to the front of the store!” I chanced a look over my shoulder and saw a bloke in a black balaclava brandishing what looked like an axe in a menacing manner. I acted like I’d not seen anything and carried on pushing my trolly to the back of the store. I picked up more brufen and some ice-packs, paid for them and then told the pharmacy counter till guy what was going on. We all calmly walked into the area at the back of the store until it was all over, which, in a few brief moments, it was.

The police arrived just moments too late (or just in time, you might say) to catch the thieves. They took half-hearted statements from people who’d seen anything. Paul and I just did one before we got dragged into coming down the station for interviewing.

My ankle is buggered. I’ve got muscle and tendon damage and the whole thing is purple and swollen. Looks like I’m on my arse for up to a month now while it heals. Not happy – no more training for me till it’s sorted.