Quite soon after yesterday's Parkrun started, I ran down a small but steep hill (without a warm up, idiot i am) and halfway I felt my quad go (not sure how to explain it, wasn't quite a pop), I hobbled the rest of the hill whilst mumbling ouch ouch ouch. After stopping for a second or two I decided to try to carry on as i was pacing a girl id met at running club (shes much faster than me but burns out too quickly, so, id been asked by a club leader if she could stick with me. I felt honoured!). We finished the whole 5k and the girl I paced got a new Pb (after id pyhsically dragged her, by her tshirt, over the finish line. She'd burnt out with only a few strides to go, poor girl.) No pb for me but I was happy to have stopped running on a sore leg.