I set a challenge of consolidating my 5k distance for a month, only to fall at the last hurdle and injure myself. My good friend Sally is a physiotherapist and kindly squeezed me in before Christmas and reassured me the ankle wasn’t sprained, just a pulled muscle - phew! Took a week off, but finished the last of my consolidation runs on...Christmas morning!
Set off nice and early after popping the turkey in the oven. Felt a bit smug but also was almost asleep by 8pm!
Did my first longer run of 6k today which felt strong all the way through - perhaps fuelled by the vast enormity of carbohydrates consumed. Eating light from now on as I feel as though I’m the old lady who swallowed a horse.
10k here I come!