Last week’s thought process any something like this:-
Hooray my niggle seems to have finally cleared up.
Fab I’m enjoying my running again.
Yay I’ve found a plan in a magazine to crack 2 hours in a half marathon.
Whoop I’ve run three times in three days.
Damn, my shin is sore.
On a lighter note, Tuesday’s run was in awful weather, incredibly windy with rain lashing down. A mile in, with hail battering my face I actually stopped in the middle of a field and considered turning around and going straight back home. It was only the thought that the second half would be more sheltered than the first that kept me going.
I was right -it was more sheltered, and as I stopped to grab my breath I took a quick selfie to see how wet I was. Not my most attractive photo ever, I think you’ll have to agree.
Update -I made it home safely and discovered the rain was so heavy it had even made it through my best ever running jacket. Boo!
Evil, jacket-penetrating rain. A hex on the stuff.
Thank you. And I just noticed the attractive selfie hadn’t uploaded, so it is now. I actually look like I *am* putting a hex on the rain