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Sunday, 23 March 2014

Possibly the worst training session ever

OK, I might be exaggerating just a little bit.  I did manage to get up early enough to run this morning.  James insisted on coming with me.  I was supposed to run for 25 minutes, so we decided to do a loop through Stroud Green for a change.  We hadn't been going very long when the outsides of both of my legs, just above the ankles, got very sore.  This happens quite often when I run, but usually subsides after a few minutes.  This morning, that did not happen and despite stopping three times to stretch it out, it wasn't shifting, so to avoid causing myself further damage, we decided to call it a day at 17 minutes, having only run just over a mile, and ambled back home in the drizzle.

It wasn't all disastrous.  When I was running, it was at a pretty good pace for me (the fact that we still managed over a mile in 17 minutes with three stretching stops shows that), and we saw our vicar, Father Philip just coming out of his house to do vicarly Sunday morning things and when he saw us he shouted across the road that our efforts were very impressive and that he would join us, but he had his hands full.

I'll have to do some investigation as to the cause of my sore legs.  Possibilities include my trainers, yesterday's cycling and running up a very steep hill at the beginning of the run.  Given that it's both legs, it seems that it isn't an injury caused by a single event, but rather a tightness possibly caused by a build-up of things or just overuse.

Tomorrow is a swimming day, and then I have a rest day, so plenty of time for my legs to recover.  If you'd like to sponsor my legs to feel better, you can do so by clicking the Justgiving link on the right of the page, and donating some dosh to Marie Curie Cancer Care.

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