Dunno what possessed me, but I got up at 6.30 on Monday and went for a run. I know…. flippin crazy!
Actually it was a lovely bright morning and Shakti rang all positive and up for a jog so we did it. I live right on the bank of the Thames so its a lovely thing to do, trouble is I’m now almost completely crippled.
We only ran perhaps a max of 1.5 miles but I felt my quads start to ache a little before I finished. By the time I’d had a cup of tea and prepared myself to cycle to work I could barely walk down the stairs.
Anyway, cycling wasn’t at all bad didn’t seem to hurt much at all so the next day I went for another run thinking it might help to stretch my legs out a bit. I took it really easy and pretty much only walked the 2 miles this time.
Boy oh boy it was a mistake, my thighs are killing me. I can’t walk, if I sit I can’t stand, going to the loo is an expedition I may never return from.
I’ve stayed at home today to rest and apply loads of ice, no idea how long its going to take for me to recover fully. Better be soon because I’m cycling in again tomorrow.
I did a few sun salutations before I went out and properly stretched my calves as thats what normally goes when I run, I must add quad stretches now that I have another body part to add to my list of ailing and ageing joints and muscles.
Init awful to get old and I’m only 33?
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