Twice in the last week I have run for a train with a heavy work bag on my back. I managed to get to the station ahead of the train both times and was pleased that I could still breathe easily, but it clearly wasn’t a good idea as I have managed to tweak my back.
We went out for a pre-Christmas meal with my favourite (school) friends last night and the bearhugs (or at least Paul’s ones!) probably didn’t help.
Based on this I was in two minds whether to go for a run at all, but I decided there was at least a chance that it would ease the pain so went out into a sunny morning. It was like having the stitch, insofar as I couldn’t fully inflate my lungs, except that the pain was below my shoulder blades rather than my sternum. Every so often I would twist and utter the WhuHuh sound, which probably would have been funny if anyone had been there to hear me.
The mud was about the same as last week, so I was sliding all over the place. However it was a bramble that ultimately unseated me… I must have stood on one end and the loop then caught my other foot… THUD! Down I went onto my hands… I won’t be surprised if my shoulder aches tomorrow into the mix!
Overall it was a beautiful day which even felt warm in the sun… though it was fweezin’ out of the sun!
No photos to show (yet) – see last week’s rant (which I’ve only posted today) for the reason. You can see the 6 mile route at https://www.strava.com/activities/249027181 – I basically completed it in about 1.01, which is similar enough to the last few weeks to make me realise that the pain today didn’t slow me down… or that I’m not generally trying hard enough!
Photos to follow if my MacBook Air ever lets me download them! Post purchase dissonance R us!
PS. It might seem odd to have pictures above of runners that magically shed their mud, whilst the socks & longs retain theirs. Kim kindly handed me a bowl of water & a scrubbing brush to clean them before I even took them off. It worked well, but the next run returned them to their disgustingly muddy state!