My brief illness seems to be on the way out, and I felt well enough to do my hard, hilly 6.5 mile route at lunchtime. Felt knackered, but much better for it.
The appearance of a few hills in my schedule has done me good. My legs feel different. Stronger. Having said that, my calf muscles and shins are sore this evening. Nothing, I’m sure, to worry about, but it made me think how undeservedly lucky I’ve been with injuries. Perhaps I’ve not pushed myself hard enough to make me vulnerable to overtraining injuries, but there are other reasons that should have made problems more likely. I’m still carrying too much weight, and I had no athletic base whatsoever before I started the 18 week London Marathon training at the end of 2001. Fortunately, my health is pretty robust, and this must have carried me through this minefield so far. But I really should try doing some stretching some time…
It was good to get a toughish run in today, as it looks like there’s a Lost Weekend in prospect. My old college mate is over from Hong Kong this weekend. We’ve agreed to do a “long walk in the country” on Saturday, which is barely-disguised code for a 12 hour pub-crawl. The chances of getting out for a long run on Sunday seem small. Just getting out of bed will be achievement enough.
