I gave myself no excuse, didn't overthink it and just got out the door. I knew it was going to be a hard one because it's been such a long time and I still have the issue with my hamstrings or whatever part of me that's hurty.
3.89km
7m 02s per km
I was dreading the calf niggle but that was OK - full disclosure I have been stretching it a bit, well done me. The hamstrings, or whatever part of me it is that's hurty, were aching a bit (and I expect I'll suffer tomorrow) but other than that, I ran all the way and felt out of breath and very fat and slow.
So in that sense, I am unfit and not exactly primed for running.
But. I went for a run. And kept going. Isn't overcoming adversity and fear the very definition of strength?
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