During the first part of our holiday which started 2 weeks ago I amazed myself with my activities. Before running and losing weight I couldn't walk up a slope or climb more than a normal flight of stairs without stopping for breath. Partly this was due to late onset asthma but most I guess was because of obesity and extreme lack of fitness.
A year ago this week we went for a forest walk with valleys and hills and many steps. Our children were wearied with waiting for me every few minutes as I puffed my way, beetroot faced, to catch up with them. Even on the flat I couldn't walk at their speed,
Last week I descended into valleys by steep steps and climbed back up those 228 steps without pausing once just to prove to myself that I could. That was the day I ran W9 R1 in the morning and climbed up to a ridge in the evening without feeling the slightest bit tired. I was delighted with myself!!
Next day though was different Carted off to hospital with massive nose bleed, in bed for four days and theatre on the fifth. Now home itching to feel fit again but much cheered by as Wordsworth would say "emotion recollected in tranquility"