I've been finding my 'comeback' from the calf injury really quite tough. I knew it would take time but I didn't expect it to be this tough. I feel like I'm going backwards...not running backwards you understand...that would be...odd...and would actually explain quite a lot...
I did manage 7k this morning but only after some teeth-gritting and sheer bloody determination. I set out with the intention of trying a shorter, faster run but it soon become clear that 'fast' wasn't going to enter the equation! I don't seem to have the ooomph I was beginning to build before.
The first 5k was ..okay. Not too slow, but I felt as if I was grinding out every kilometre. All I could think of was which route to take so that I wouldn't have too far to walk home when I'd had enough!
Still, I've done a reasonable 6k this week so was determined to push on. I stopped the Garmin and saved the activity because I'm vain enough to not want what I knew would be a slow time to impact on my 5k stats... ! But I kept running and reset the watch. Oh my goodness!! That next 1k was about the slowest I've ever run, even slower than going up the hill - and this was flat! I managed to pick the pace up a little eventually but by the time I'd hit 6.5k I was just shuffling along counting down the metres, forcing myself along to make the 7k. The only positive I can take is that I could feel my buttocks firming up (!) and hopefully that means they're getting stronger and will give me back the ooomph.
I'm not giving up - I *will* get back to where I was. I ran a half-decent 10k before so I'm not going to let 7k beat me.
So, moan over...and I feel better for sharing!