Heaven Knows I Am Miserable Now

So there I am all fired up about my running.

Yesterday morning, I dragged myself out of bed and had to talk myself into running. It was cold, very cold but I felt almost superhuman in comparison with other runs. My mind just said..5kms today boy!

I felt good. I took a much longer route incorporating parts of Årstaviken, through Årsta Skog along the water, then through an estate onto Årstafältet, I was really on fire. No urge to rest just a burning desire to set a 5kms marker for myself.

Then it happened…

I felt that pain in my calf, the same one as last year that took three months to recover from.

I stopped right away. The last time I got this I carried on running and thats when I did the real damage.

I had to make the long walk home, interesting how long it took to walk back rather than run back. I was limping all day and I was in a bad mood. I was furious with myself.

Its all my fault as I jumped ahead of my programme by some weeks. Also some of the longer route had hills and I think thats what did my calf, or to be precise my soleus muscle.

I got really depressed about it as I so wanted to run 10kms by the time the ice hits us. I really cant go back to three months of no running, am I destined to be fat?

I booked in with a physio but they cant see me till next Tuesday though I woke up today and its much better! Still a bit of pain but I will take a few days off and then try a gentle run.

Here is hoping that its only a minor setback.

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