I’ve had some sort of low-level virus going on for about a week now. General lethargy, and then last Monday I woke with that bruised achey feeling in the edge of my ear (like I’d slept on it curled in) which is still with me. Then Tuesday morning I thought I’d cricked my neck but it turned out to be swollen glands on that same side, which is still with me. Also lots of sneezing and snuffling which I’d initially put down to pollen but now I’m not so sure. And I just couldn’t seem to get on and get things done.
I managed to run on last Tuesday and Thursday but it all seemed such an effort. And I’d put off my Saturday run and just went for a walk instead and even that was an effort to lift one foot after the other. Nearly bottled it yesterday too and I actually had breakfast and was on the verge of stripping for the shower when I pulled myself together and put my running gear on instead. It was nearly 11.20 by now!!! I was also avoiding it due to the fact there was going to be loads of runners doing Virtual London Marathon too and I’m anti social when running 😂. At least I don’t like too many people about.
So with this in mind I set off ( remembering my inhaler this time) and changed my usual route. I went in around a little estate near me and meandered in and around all the little side streets. A couple of dads washing cars gave me strange looks as I nipped in and around them but I carried on regardless. Again It seemed really hard going, not my breathing in particular or even heavy legs just generally hard work just moving forward…. Like running in a swimming pool.
Then I remembered a pretty little country lane I’d found once by accident. There was a lot of slum clearance back in the 50/60s locally and they knocked down loads of little cottages and houses but there is one little street that is still there, and one or two newer, but not much, houses on the other side of the road, pretty little hedgerows full of wild flowers, primroses just finishing, bluebells everywhere, pink campions, white spring flowers dotted about and loads and loads of obligatory Stinking Billie or wild garlic. So I turned off and ran along there. Trees full of blossom all along the tops of the hedges and it was a joy to run down through the lane. It’s only about 10 mins to the end, which ends in a field and then I turned and came back and finished up my 30 minutes back where I started. That last bit definitely cheered me up and as there are only about 10 dwellings max I saw no one else and no cars. … just a couple of ducks in the tiny stream at the side of the road. Bliss!!
Well I ran…..it felt really hard but I did it. I was a little faster than the last 30 mins run so maybe that contributed to the feeling of struggling, but I wasn’t breaking any records so I’m putting it down to being off colour. My son and daughter are both full of colds so maybe it’s some form of that. My daughter keeps telling me how cold she is while I’m opening windows and thinking how hot it’s been. Hopefully we will all feel better soon.
Well done to all our Marathon Runners from yesterday, especially my mad friend Louise Butcher who ran topless, to promote not being afraid of mastectomy scars, bless her !!!