The last couple of months should've been easier at work and I'm rarely ill in summer. Instead I've had the most stressful term ever where I almost lost the plot completely and got a chest infection with bad asthma.
I had strict instructions not to run from the doc until I was totally better because of a rare complication you can get if you run when you're not quite 100% which can put a strain on the heart and cause cardiac arrest apparently.
Suffice to say I took the advice having already scared myself enough with how I'd unravelled. I went from being desperate to run to eventually running short distances under 5k but they were really hard going and left me wondering whether I should just give in as I 'clearly wasn't cut out for it' (so said the gremlins πΎπ!).
That's where you all rallied round with your own posts of triumphs, frustrations, holiday runs, tips & advice, Parkrun firsts, PBs and VRB meets. I read often, commented at times and gradually got into a better headspace with returning energy levels.
Yesterday I went out for a run along the cool, quiet canal intending to do 6-7 km and happily slipped into a good rhythm which took me to 10k. I honestly felt like a different person afterwards! π
So although you wouldn't have realised it, I thank you all for saving my sanity π π.
Happy runnings and every blessing X