Things are not good. My toe-in-the-water three miler the other morning was proceeding… swimmingly until the last half mile or so, when the twinge in my calf reappeared. The twinge then became a sudden stab of pain – bad enough to make me limp home the last few hundred yards.
I’m fed up now. After a week of inactivity and recuperative pub visits, I’d dusted myself down and decided to get back to work. But I underestimated the resilience of this injury.
It looks like I’ll have to get some proper advice and treatment. I’ve looked up Calf Specialists in the Yellow Pages. Interestingly, they all seem to live on farms.
I didn’t think I’d miss running like this.
Sigh. Perhaps running isn’t not so bad after all….
