Just over six weeks on from injury. 12 runs (well, run / walks) completed. I’m waiting for the day that I can go out and run without thinking about if my leg hurts or not. Last week I dared to take the dog with me for the first time since falling. I knew that I’d... Continue Reading →
At last, a run that felt good.
At last, a run that felt good. A run where I finally felt like I was getting back towards where I was before falling and injuring my quad. Morning runs are good, it suits me. 7am Tuesday morning, dressed, a quick drink of water to take my morning meds and then find the waist belt... Continue Reading →