OK, so today wasn't a disaster and I don't feel particularly bad about it like I might have done a few months ago, but after an ecstatic Friday completing my first ever 8k in 54:06, I decided to go for a relaxing, easy-paced 5k. My next opportunity for a run was only Tuesday so I really didn't want to leave a 3-day gap between runs. When I woke up, however, I REALLY didn't feel like it — at all. Nevertheless, thinking it was mind over matter, I got myself sorted and I went through my usual warm-up routine.
I set off on my familiar route and things were going OK though I did feel a bit more tired than normal. I got to the 3k mark, however, and I felt my right calf get very tight. I decided to call it a day and have a rather chilly walk the rest of the way which I'm sure confused the many car drivers who saw me. Nevermind. I didn't want to push it and regret it completely by getting a worse injury. Oh well, you live and learn and I've got the ice pack at the ready ❄️. I sincerely hope I won't be asking for people to budge up on the injury couch but I now consider myself told...listen to your body!