So after a rather manic weekend, and a singing lesson on Monday, I got on my togs, hopped on a bus down to Silverknowes and was all up for a run along the path along the Firth of Forth and and coffee at the tea room in Cramond. But after my warm up walk and my first three minute run - which didn't tire me or make me out of breath - I just didn't want to carry on.
Yes the path was a bit lopsided and was making my ankle hurt a touch, but I've run through far worse pain. I'm just putting my utter run fail down to tiredness, slight dehydration, and a bad day. Been trying to catch up on sleep for the last few days, so haven't attempted running again. Thought I'd wait until tomorrow, and see if I can do day three of the week (admittedly the same as day 2 anyway) and move on to week 5 on Saturday as planned.
Spoke to Grandad yesterday, and he said not to worry about it and that it was normal etc etc so hoping an extra couple of rest days will have made all the difference I need to get going again tomorrow. I really do think it was mostly down to pushing myself too hard at the weekend ... and I'm sure the workout I had in my singing lesson was probably enough exercise for my brain for one day.
I did however have a lovely splash around in the Firth of Forth, and a rather scrummy afternoon tea in the cafe in Cramond with my kindle to read in the sun. So wasn't a completely wasted trip. What was quite interesting was running for a bit with no music on (not something I've done before) ... which was different because I was concentrating more on a natural rhythm rather than running to a beat. Might try listening to a podcast tomorrow and see how that goes.
Fingers crossed!
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