I did this as a kind of virtual run as couldn’t get to the race venues. I ran from Abingdon to Oxford along the Thames Path. The first two thirds to three quarters of this are a nightmare at the same time as being amazing. Mist rising off the river, bulrushes, geese everywhere, and a beautiful Tudor house with modern touches set back from the water in lush green lawns. But the path was tussocky, slippery with frost, treacherous with ruts and tree roots, and the sun was in my eyes for much of the route. It wasn’t till I was almost to Iffley lock that the tow path began, and that’s been tarmacced. Sandford weir is pretty impressive- huge and deafening.
I’ve had trouble with my leg recently. I thought it was sciatica, but now I realise I stressed my bad knee cleaning and packing before we moved. By the time I reached Folly Bridge in Oxford centre, I was hobbling. I had to keep running because it was worse when I walked. I still had 2k to go and was literally running slower than my normal walking pace. Now I can’t walk it’s so painful. My ex physio sister says from my description it’s got swelling inside the joint. So I’m sitting with a bag of frozen peas on it, have been told to keep it moving without weight on it, and only small runs till it settles.
But the run is done at last!