Hey Ace,
Good luck with your 10k. I have ran the British 10k 3 times, but sadly, none have been enjoyable. I ran them early in my running career and found it to be extremely over-priced and poorly organised (it may be different now that Nike is involved).
Once I found better 10k's I moved away from this. You should be able to find plenty cheaper and better 10ks around London. I'd recommend Bupa 10,000 in Hyde Park (great for first timers as it has several waves of runners of varying speeds) and also London Barts 10k and London Pride 10k - these are both in Victoria Park on an extremely flat course, making it perfect for first timers.
I'd definitely move away from treadmills, even if it means having to adapt a run/ walk philosophy outdoors to start with.
Haha...I didn't break anything. I tore a muscle in my left groin. Unfortunately I made the mistake of typing 'swollen groin' into google, and before I knew it, I'd self diagnosed myself with a hernia, that if not treated could be life-threatening (I'm so stupid sometimes!).
As this was while I was working in China, and because my Chinese isn't the greatest, my boss and his wife (who both spoke English) took me to the local hospital. I was living in a city that rarely saw foreigners, so before I knew it, I had 7 doctors lined up in front of me and was asked to drop my trousers and pants.
As my boss and his wife looked on (staying in the room to 'translate'), the 7 doctors waited in turn to grab, twist and contort my balls and prod my groin. Obviously the message that the pain was ONLY in my groin had been lost in translation!
Continuing to be a naive hypochondriac and because google had told me so, I still thought I was suffering from a hernia. The doctors couldn't feel a hernia, so I was taken to another room for more tests.
My boss and his wife followed me into this room as well, and I was asked again to pull my pants and trousers down. This time they rubbed gel onto my nether regions and I now realised I was having an ultra sound around my genitalia to see what was causing me the pain.
I'd like to say this was in the middle of winter in northern China and the outside temperature was -30 degrees C. Inside it was close to freezing. You can't blame my 'pride and joy' to be feeling extremely shy!
By now, the news had gotten around that a foreigner was in the hospital. While I was having my groin ultrasound carried out, a never-ending supply of female nurses came into the room, apparently needing paperwork to be signed. Each time one entered, they made direct eye contact with me and started to giggle. All this, while the doctor was prodding my baby-making apparatus.
10 minutes later, I found out it was a muscle tear.........although I personally blame the treadmill for this harrowing experience, I have also learnt never to type ailments into a google search!