This has to be the most frustrating, infuriating, brain teasing, energy sapping thing I have ever, ever done and the more failures I chalk up the harder it gets.
These days running feels like a very dark place. If you thought that when you went to sleep you had a 90 - 95% chance of stepping straight back into a horrible recurring nightmare would you look forward to going to bed? well that's what it feels like every time I put my running shoes on at the moment.
I went out with the coach at lunch time looking for around 4 miles - should have been a piece of cake and quite possibly would have been had I not been wearing the lead trousers - I don't remember putting them on but I must have because I felt as though from the waist down I weighed a ton. I decided when I got home, and in total desperation that I would take a tip from Paula and try the iced, well, slightly chilly bath after all the run is agony it just means extending the agony for 10 minutes more. I don't really know what it's supposed to do other than turn everything a shade of blue but I figured it was worth a try.
I shall report back if I notice any miraculous advancements in the next few days.
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