I had an annual leave day today, but woke up feeling grotty. But by late morning I felt I wanted to still go out for my planned run.
I had made a sort of weekly plan, as I felt I’ve spend too long around the 3k distance, with all sorts of injury couch stints (calf muscles, Covid) keeping my distances down.
I do longingly remember at which level my running was 18 month ago, at which time I regularly ran 10k.
So I want to get back to at least running solidly 5k distances, and do that 3 times per week so I can extend my long run beyond 5k.
So official I started my plan this morning, and I will very slowly be increasing the weekly distances.
The run this morning felt not great but not bad either, but I was so glad I got out there. It was an out and back, out on an upwards gradient, back on a downward one. That helped.
And I finished the day with a recovery row on my indoor rower, running my avatar through some beautiful scenery on Zwift.
So happy running, everyone and wishing every impatient runner lots of patience. We definitely need it sometimes, as we recover from various setbacks.