After completing wk6 on Friday without too much trouble I was looking to starting wk7 this morning. Once the fog cleared it was a beautiful crisp clear morning and although I had a nagging feeling about my knee I chose to ignore it as I couldn't resist the opportunity to run in the sun. Big mistake!
On laura's advice I chose to change my route, no i didn't find it distracting and helped time to go quicker, I did find it disconcerting with surprise uphills that are not there in the car!
My knee was hurting from the outset but I usually manage to just ignore pain (having three babies in four years and can do that for a woman - he he!). What I couldn't ignore was the complete and total lack of energy and lead like legs. It was ridiculous I felt absolutely dreadful. After about 17 i called my lovely husband and he came to fetch me, but by the time he got three boys wrestled into car seats I had pretty much limped home anyway. I am just so cross with myself and feel like such a wimp. I have tonsillitis on the way I think, and was up half the night feeding humphrey- waking up feeling completely dessicated. And I did spend all day yesterday walking around Cheltenham literary festival and only had a portion of chip shop chips for tea on the way home last night.......but they all just feel like excuses and I am so infuriated with myself I feel like going out and trying again!
Maybe I need to start eating something before I go out- I always get a stitch of I run on anything or than a totally empty tummy though.....what shall I do guys?