Well work got in the way again, of catching up on posts and of trying a short run-walk. I was hoping to try the latter on Thursday or Friday evening, but no such luck. But! I now have a week off, up in the Scottish Borders, and what should I find in the cottage but a snail! (A model snail, not a real one). That had to be an omen. Also, since I'm away I no longer have my cat to keep me company on the IC.
So this afternoon I finally got my running gear on, and thought I'd try a W1 run since that sounded close to what my physio advised. It was very odd being told to stop running after one minute - felt like I'd barely started. What a contrast to January. Leg didn't feel too bad, but still one or two twinges. I'll have another go in a couple of days, provided I feel ok tomorrow. The countryside is beautiful and the light is stunning, such a glorious place to run - but I have to take it gently and remember the snail.