Over the weekend I have been out walking, up and down hills, through thick mud and probably totalled 13-14 miles. Yesterday my left calf was aching, and it still was this morning. I honestly thought that I wouldn't be able to run today, how wrong was I.
This has to be my best run yet, stopped after 30 minutes, although I felt like running longer. It is so weird, sometimes I struggle and have to really push myself, at other times everything seems to fall into place, and I'm top of the world. Looking forward to run 2 on Wednesday.