6 days yikes, I think the legs had a little running lag from Red January, and looking back it was probably harder than I imagined, but that box is ticked 👍.
But the legs had definitely got 5k muscle memory, I knew they could go further but they just needed to be reminded 💪.
That warm house gremlin was being pesky this morning, the central heating had cozied the house and my family were all warm and snug, so why on earth would I even consider donning shorts and trainers and venturing out into the frosty countryside 🥶 darn fool 🙋.
So anyway I did........ But shorts really, should've gone tights ❄️!
The first klm was quite honestly horrific, chunnering at myself for not having ran for 6 days..... Fool, I eventually found a sort of cobbled together rhythm, and the footfall started to feel less clunky, remember that oldfloss terminology " kiss the earth" my kiss was absent, replaced by a clunk 🙄.
Anyway it got better thankfully, and even with said shoulder riding gremlin urging me to about turn, just run a 5k I soldiered on. I think at around 8k I'd left the gremlin at the bus stop 👍👍.
Let's run then 🏃♂️🏃♂️.
Tarmac gone and on to the towpath, a delight. That frost was just perfect, there was a slight crunch underfoot, and the slop of the mud gone, it wasn't slippy for the run down to Llangollen, and I was the only frostbitten fool out today 🤓, fishing really, in this weather, brave and hardy souls 🙄, I'll wait until warmer weather to tackle up I think.
Then it got harder, oh I wished I'd gone with tights. My knees are soooooooooooooooo cold, push on though, resisting any urge to go to quick and run out of steam.
I'm thinking there's an icicle on my 🥶 👃.
Oh the glamour of a frostbitten Ian lol.
At about 20k those fingers were beyond cold, much wriggling to try and restore feeling, that vision of a centrally heated homestead definitely dragged me along that final 2k..........
Time to defrost, phew.......
Keep safe, run happy and healthy you lot 👍
HUHMv10miles done. Phew, what a scorcher 🥵🥵🥵
Layering in the Cold
