Well I ran today after a whole week of not running. I usually try to run at least 3 times a week and last year I was out every other day and champing at the bit on my rest days but for some reason I have not felt quite right this week. I had run 3 5ks in a row up to last friday and was planning to build up again and run a 10k this weekend. But.....
Then I overslept on Sunday and didn’t go out for my run at my normal time so I thought I’d just go on Monday instead. Then I remembered later in the day that I had to be in all day for a delivery on Monday so I ran Sunday evening. Nightmare!! I am not an evening runner and I struggled !!!! I thought I was going to be sick... the meal Id eaten 4 hours earlier was fighting its way back up and I really did not enjoy it but I managed another 5k ...just.
Monday I went to my daughters and straight through to her garden. It was HER delivery I was waiting for as she is at work so I thought I’d sort her weed infested garden out. I spent 3 hours weeding, bagging the weeds up, trowelling through the earth around her plants and sweeping up all the leaves from the trees. And then the alarm went on my phone and it was to remind me that I was expecting MY Sainsburys shop between 12 and 1, so I cleaned myself up at the kitchen sink, disinfected everything I’d touched and left the house at 11.45. It’s a brisk 15 min walk to my house and I was still hot from weeding so I went in washed my hands and made a drink and my shopping arrived at 12.10. I quickly wiped everything down and put it away and decided I’d drive back to hers as I had some cuttings I was going to transplant into her garden. And another bag of stuff to take to hers so I got in the car and was back at hers by 12.35. And as I opened the front door Royal Mail came along with a parcel for her. Great I thought and took it. I went in and then saw the card on the floor.
“ DHL trie to delivered your parcel at 12.47 “
I’d missed them by 2 minutes. 😡. So I planted out the cuttings, watered them and wiped everything down again and went home. Then I went for a long walk after lunch to loosen up my back from the gardening. And had a bath that night.
The next morning I could barely move!!! I always do this with gardening. I get halfway along a border and think “I’ll stop now and do some more another day” and then I carry on until I’ve done the whole garden. 🙄. So I didn’t run Tuesday and as the day wore on I felt alternately cold then hot, and my sore throat, that I’d put down to snoring when I’d woken up, wouldn’t go away. I drank gallons of liquid all day.. water, squash, tea, juice couldn’t seem to hydrate myself. Then about 5ish my nose suddenly started streaming and I could barely keep up with wiping it. And I could not stop yawning. So I ended up having an early night and slept for about 14 hours.
The sore throat had gone when I woke on Wednesday but I ached all over and especially my inner thighs, which I put down to bending over and squatting when I’d been gardening. And I still couldn’t stop yawning!!! And I have done nothing much else all week. So I decided not to put pressure on myself to run and just to chill for a few days and resume when I felt more like it. So I rested and knitted and cuddled the cats. Then yesterday I felt a bit more with it and did a Pilates session and decided if I felt better this morning I’d go out and run, even if it was a short distance.
Woke this morning and it was dull and cool so I decided to put my running gear on and go. I didn’t feel 100% still so I thought I’d do a shorter run and chose the Audiofuel C25k+ Speed podcast. My idea of speed and other people’s are probably very different but I did find the last 5 mins a challenge. And I only covered 3.74k in my 30 minutes but I ran and I’m happy with that. Nothing eventful but I speeded you when Laura told me and managed to keep going.
I’m absolutely shattered again now though and lost all my energy even though I’ve had a good breakfast and I was well hydrated and I’ve been getting 8-9 hours sleep a night all week. Just not like me to be so listless. I’m usually “ right I’ve run 10k, cleaned the house, baked a cupboard full of goodies, done 3 loads of washing... what shall we do now??” And at the moment I’m just leaning in the corner of the settee with my tabby girl and haven’t got the energy to make myself another drink, wondering if it’s too early have another nap( its 11.30 ).
Does anyone else have weeks like this?
Back out there, didn't get lost!
