This was enormous fun, despite the fact that my breathing isn’t yet back to normal. I started off down the Ock Valley nature walk, over the weir, where someone was fishing, then past the abbey ruins to the Thames Path.
This was where the fun really began. The Thames is very high, sending a powerful volume of water through the weir. I would not have liked to have fallen in - absolutely no chance of survival I would have thought.
The meadows the other side of the river, past the lock, are muddy and waterlogged. At the end, before I reached the bridge into town, my shoes were under water at one point. The Hoka Challengers drain well though, so my feet were perfectly warm and comfortable.
Through town, then along the Thames again by Saint Helen’s church and wharf, where geese, ducks, swans and pigeons congregate.
Just 4.25km at a pace of around 7.30min/km. VO2 Max 41. I’m still having to take rest breaks as I literally come to a grinding halt after five minutes running, my legs refuse to keep going - not enough oxygen in the blood I’m guessing (though that contradicts the VO2 Max). Gotta keep running. My GP says there is no miracle cure but that it won’t do any harm running with the chest thing. X-ray before the end of the month. I don’t want to walk/run the race next month, but I will if I have to. Hell, I’ll drag myself along on my stomach for that glorious medal!