Sunday
5.5 mile run
Oh, I feel SO much better this morning! I had a lie in until 7.30am and then got up and thought that if I felt like yesterday, I would come straight back home.
But no. The weather promised another warm and sunny day. Ian was already out on his 18 mile run and I knew he had already kindly taken Foggy for a walk. So I was able to get up in my own time and head out.
Still listening to Michael McIntyre's biography (chapters 17-21), I headed east, keeping the sea on my right. It was chilly, but beginning to warm up quite quickly. I increased my pace and turned up along the long road that I usually take each weekday morning.
But as I had the luxury of the weekend, I turned towards Tuckton, before taking a particularly long Avenue which had a lengthening incline up towards the sea.
My right knee had began to hurt yesterday evening, so it was strapped up and supported this morning. It's still sore today, but I kept the pace going and was running really well. Was it a whole week ago today I was doing the marathon? That was a quick week.
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