Hurts so good....

Well, one week after I was given the go ahead to start running (and after more than 3 months on the sidelines) I've run three times this week. Actually, 'run' is not really the right word for it - more like shuffle/walk/shuffle/gasp/walk... :-) :-)

It's a bit of a shock to the system. I've swum, cycled or walked almost every day for the last two months, but there's nothing like a little bit of running to find you out! On Monday I started with a walk 200m, jog 200m for 30 minutes. Surprisingly weary by the time I got home, even though I never raised a sweat. Wednesday, I extended it to 300m jog, 200m walk for 5km. Generally OK.

Thursday night at Run Club was a track session, which was just tailor made for me because while everyone else was running around and around and around, I could break it up between walking and running and still feel part of the group. I have a bit of a funny style at the moment - because of the weakness in my bad leg, my left foot slaps the ground at every step - but I think that I'm going to have to be listening to flick, clunk, flick, clunk, flick, clunk for a while to come...

I was pretty tired and a bit sore by the end of the session, but I'm feeling better today. Hammy's a bit tender, so I don't know whether to just swim tomorrow to give it a bit more rest or to have a gentle jog around the block(s) to remind it that it had better get used to this running lark! :-) Dunno. See how I feel, I guess.

Still, it's good to be back.

Gnome