After suffering quite badly with my TBI fatigue since Saturday I decided to go out tonight and just see what I could do. Even 3km would have been ok given my fatigue so off I went.
Such a beautiful evening, such beautiful countryside and it seemed to be going ok. A really short 200 metres walk at 3km and I was fine to carry on. By the time I got to 4.5km I started to take twists and turns to extend my run .
Before I know it Iβm at 7.5km ( my previous furthest distance ) and even though Iβm a little slower than I can go Iβm still feeling ok so I take another turn and before I know it Iβm at 9km , Iβve been running for over an hour and life is good.
Not gonna lie that last kilometre was hard, not gonna lie I wish Iβd done in in less than 1hr 20. Not gonna lie I wish my split pace was more even BUT not gonna lie it felt awesome. And I feel like Paula bloody Ratcliffe tonight . Hahah . Hope I can walk tomorrow but Iβm gonna sleep well with a big smile on my face πππ