Well, not going to lie to you - that was f*****g horrible. Excuse my language but it needed to be said.
I probably set myself up to fail, I’ve done a 4k walk this morning in parade for scouts St. George’s day pushing a pram with a grouchy toddler and full of all the kids drinks and snacks and bags so it was bloody heavy. I’ve then spent the afternoon crawling around on the floor picking up raisins after said turddler to make sure the idiot beagles don’t eat them and die.
I also managed to go the wrong way and ended up on an uphill incline for 85% of my run.
My weak left shin and ankle gave way when I politely slowed down and moved out of the way of a woman with a pram on my 7th run and that was me. Stupid me, never be polite! That’s not what my good catholic grandma taught it - or maybe I’ve got that bit wrong.
I still did my 30 minutes at a brisk walk to get home but missed the last run and least 400m of my distance. Really annoyed at myself 😤