I was determined to run on Sunday in honour of Tim but I am afraid it was only a short one. Sunday always used to be my day for my long run ( fewer people about and less jobs/ commitments for me) but Saturday night I woke several times in the night, got up at 3.30 and made a Milo drink and read for a couple of hours and then just snoozed and woke, snoozed and woke until about 9. Dragged myself out of bed and into running gear and just fell out the door to run.
It was damp underfoot and a bit Misty, but not actually raining and fairly mild, so I thought I’d be ok as I set off on my warm up walk. But I seemed to be out of breath before I started. I thought it would improve after the Toxic 10 but no!!! I ended up running for 10 mins, walking for 1 min, ran for another 5, walked again and then didn’t even make 3 minutes before I just gave up. Barely 20 minutes and I felt so annoyed with myself. Not an enjoyable run but I did try to keep smiling all the way round I just could not seem to get enough oxygen in when I breathed. And I really wanted to do a nice long steady smiling run in Tims honour 😳
im putting it down to change in meds and drawing a line under it. I’ve been really suffering with my GERD and dr has told me to stop my Lanzoprazole for 2 weeks then once it’s all out of my system I have a barrage of tests to see if there is an underlying issue so I’m not going to beat myself up over the run ( well I’m trying not to anyway 😂😂) .
“ a run is a run”
keep smiling 💕