It had to happen. The law of averages is strict on this point. After a week of good running, I finally managed a bad one this morning. It was probably the weekend of excess that encouraged it. Plenty of beer and biscuits over the last few days have added a couple of pounds, and helped me to feel lethargic and listless when I got up for the early morning run.
It was only the usual 3.5 miler, but I couldn’t’t even get through that without stopping for a breather.
Just one of those things.
More positively, I’ve booked a few Pilates sessions which will help. At least it will make my stomach muscles ache, which I tend to presume is the same thing. Hmmm.
