End of the Road

Six months since injury stopped me running, eight months since it first manifested itself, there is no improvement and I'm somehow doubting that I'll ever get back. I've decided that I want to do the Blackheath mob match in Richmond Park next month to tidy up the season, meet a few friends, have a beer, stay for a meal and then stop running. To do that I have to generate sufficient fitness to grind my way through 7½ miles. That will be difficult but I'll record my efforts in this blog as it will at least focus my mind.

I'm seeing the specialist again in a couple of weeks but know he'll have nothing new to tell me.

Ok so I started last week. This was mainly because of the snow; I love running in the white stuff when it's fresh and couldn't resist getting out there. Drove up to Deer Park school and did three figure of eight loops in pristine virgin snow, it was beautiful. A single 4WD vehicle had driven along part of the field and I jogged in the tracks; for the rest I just ran through the light, fluffy snow. Two miles was the result. It's a mighty effort deciding on going out, changing, driving to the run & back, showering and changing all for 15 minutes of futile jogging. I repeated the exercise a few days later. My weight at the end of the week was 13st 2lb (84kg). Mileage for the week: 4.
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