Well Underway

I started my "marathon training" on Christmas eve. I ran along the beautiful Carbis Bay beach in Cornwall and nearly died! Running on sand is really really hard!

I had another Cornwall session, and then we were in Yorkshire for New Year, so I had an off-road session, which consisted of getting very, very muddy.

The last long run I did was on Saturday around Hampstead Heath, which again was a delightfully muddy experience! However, before tripping and nearly falling into the mire, I had the most fun downhill running experience! I was jogging and came to Parliament Hill, which is pretty steep - people Kite-Board on the top of it! So I took the advice I read somewhere about not trying to break when running down hill, and by the end of it I was running at at least 1, maybe 2 million miles per hour. Put a smile on my face anyway, not sure about the small dogs and children I nearly knocked down in my wake!

On my trip over the gatepost I managed to wrench the whole of the top half of my right leg. My right hip, hamstring and knee are all grumping at me! I can't even lie on my right side without it yelling obscenities! However I can manage to walk pretty pain-free and on the way back home on Saturday I even tried a little jog, so it seems ok to run on it. I just don't think I'll be doing any stiff-legged deadlifts for a day or two.

I am planning a little 3 mile jog around town tonight, not 100% sure where I'll go, but I shall be out. I am more worried about doing a little bit every other day, than the actual amount. I think I at least need to get into the habit of running regularly again.