Bizarre run for me yesterday. I'd not run since my plod round Middlesbrough and lap of the Riverside on Saturday morning so I should have been nice and fresh. I plotted a 10 mile trail run, taking in both Chanctonbury and Cissbury rings for some good climbing and set out on what was a lovely afternoon. In less than 2 miles, which were slowly paced, I was absolutely beat. At just over 2 miles I had to walk (and I've only ever walked twice when running before) before slowly jogging home having only covered 3 and a bit miles.
I should have gone out today to try and get back to normal, but having gone to visit Piglets and then sat in [MENTION=236]Papa Lazarou[/MENTION]'s kitchen putting the world to rights, there isn't time given school pick-up etc and my aim to be in the pub for about 3:30 to warm-up for the match tonight.
Completely bizarre - hoping it was just a one off.
I should have gone out today to try and get back to normal, but having gone to visit Piglets and then sat in [MENTION=236]Papa Lazarou[/MENTION]'s kitchen putting the world to rights, there isn't time given school pick-up etc and my aim to be in the pub for about 3:30 to warm-up for the match tonight.
Completely bizarre - hoping it was just a one off.