Having come down with a bad cold instead of completing a park run and being on my final run today after a week off I set off for week 8 run 3. I was still a bit snuffly but I remember our PE teachers telling us exercise when ill is good for us and I was getting itchy to be doing exercise again. So, I set off on my warm up walk and, stupidly decided to head to the local recreation area instead of driving to the lovely flat cricket pitch.
All good, and started running... Slow but steady... Then to the top of the little grassy bank, slower and gently and just as I thought, oh that looks slippy, I decided to skoot down the bank on my leg. Just as Laura told me that I had ran 5 minutes.
Yet, instead of giving up, I picked myself up and ran, gingerly at first and I had gone down on the knee which previously had been damaged by falling over and tearing the ligament.
No pain, so gently on I went. Once more round the meadows, down the slope again (keeping upright this time) then out along the main road, up another hill and finally Laura told me that I had ran 28 minutes. Just a shame that I had miscalculated my route so had a 20 minute walk home, through the town centre, covered in mud.
Hot bath and a couple of twinges but all good! I survived and onto week 9 (I presume deciding to slide a metre doesn't make it a fail).