Part II - TD 1 and 2
I finally got off my fat arse again.
Actually, a couple of weeks ago I decided I needed to get back on my feet, and one weekend afternoon I went for a walk around the park. And then didn’t go out again.
Last Thursday I cricked my back. No idea how I did it - just walking across the office to see a collague. I suspect it’s the boots I’ve been wearing. They have been hurting my toe a lot less, but I knew I wasn’t walking right in them. And last week showed just how bad. Friday I could hardly move - sat at my desk I was ok, stood up I could just about manage, but the bits in between were agony. I was like an old woman.
It did get slowly better, and yesterday was just a dull ache in the lower left hand side.
So, last night I went out around the park. I just walked. I thought it would be a lot slower than I was doing before, but I left the house, and was back in the front door in 30 minutes. So the back didn’t slow me up one bit.
And tonight. I really didn’t want to go. I was putting it off. Had to check emails. Had to text D. Had to text L. Anything.
Eventually I forced myself to get changed, and went out.
And I am glad I did. It wasn’t brilliant. But it wasn’t bad either. I walked to the park in reasonable time, and then switched to my 2 and 3 minute playlist. And started to run. I actually managed a minute and a half, which is very good, that is what I did the last time I went out running. I was very out of breath though. And the next two runs I only managed a minute. But I was going further in that time - I got to know the places I used to run, and would gauge it by that as much as by the music. But tonight I was much further along the path for each run. So much so that for the last run the 3 minute song had only just begun.
And I feel very pleased with myself. I did 4 and a half minutes of running, once around the lake. I might aim for twice around the lake next time (tomorrow?).