Well, i managed to get out, but didn't get the result I wanted. But know what? A run is a run.
I started out with my warm up walk, Brandon singing to me that I'm the man, so, all good. I'd already decided that I was going to trial a new route, so I turned up towards where I wanted to go to, not realising how steep it was...
As some of you might be aware, I have a thing about hills. Long ones, short ones, steep ones, shallow ones. Hills of all sorts. I kinda like them. They're a challenge. Irish John mentioned that when ascending you should do so as if riding a tiny bike.
I think my tiny bike is in a corner crying for wd40 and an overhaul. Seriously, I rode it like it owed me money.
When I got to the end of this new and wonderous hill, I was to put it quite honestly, cream crackered. And I was only around 8 minutes into my run! I took the next section slowly, hoping to regain some energy, but if I'm going to be honest, I've not been firing on all cylinders since I got up due to a night full of horrific nightmares. But I keep with the downhill theme, winding my way past the co-op, across and abandoned playground, (oooh, dystopian future!) And wound my way down past my local and onto the trail that's my favourite part. And then enjoyed the walk home.
Thing is, I'd been having twinges from both knees since I finished the hill, and when my knees start to complain, I'm not one to disagree with them. I enjoy walking, running and generally getting about. You know, not being in agony. And after having had an arthroscopy on my left knee three years ago, I'm not in a rush to surf the injury couch for six months and have to go back to the beginning again.
So, a a walk home through the woods after a 2.8k run. Not the best I've ever done, but not the worst either and hopefully I'm off out on Sunday with the lad. I'll drop him off near home to walk back whilst I carry on for around 6k or so and he should have been able to get his mum to fix me a pint of pop and a banana for when I get back.
If I have to, I'll have some painkillers, some hot baths and break out the tennis balls this evening. Never mind. Onwards and upwards.