Week 28.
I'm back on the horse after two weeks off with the mysterious knee problem. Ran a tentative 2.5km and didn't feel anything other than nervousness. Fingers crossed.
It was a very cold morning, around 5 degrees C. I was walking over the sand dunes to the beach in shorts and a t-shirt and no shoes, and ran into a bloke from down the road who was coming back with his dog and rugged up for winter. He looked at me and said "It looks like one of us is underdressed and one of us is overdressed".
The sunrise was nice, but it was so cold that I looked down and noticed that my toes were a brighter shade of pink compared to the rest of my feet. After I stopped running, I felt like I had some mud or sand stuck to the bottom of my feet in places, but it was just that I had a few numb patches that didn't feel right when they hit the ground. That was strange.
Also strange was the fact that I went out intending to go slowly and carefully, and somehow ran faster than what I normally do. Maybe my cautious shuffle is a better running style, or maybe I was subconsciously trying to keep my feet in the air for as long as possible. I don't know. Either way, I'm glad to be running again.
I'm back on the horse after two weeks off with the mysterious knee problem. Ran a tentative 2.5km and didn't feel anything other than nervousness. Fingers crossed.
It was a very cold morning, around 5 degrees C. I was walking over the sand dunes to the beach in shorts and a t-shirt and no shoes, and ran into a bloke from down the road who was coming back with his dog and rugged up for winter. He looked at me and said "It looks like one of us is underdressed and one of us is overdressed".
The sunrise was nice, but it was so cold that I looked down and noticed that my toes were a brighter shade of pink compared to the rest of my feet. After I stopped running, I felt like I had some mud or sand stuck to the bottom of my feet in places, but it was just that I had a few numb patches that didn't feel right when they hit the ground. That was strange.
Also strange was the fact that I went out intending to go slowly and carefully, and somehow ran faster than what I normally do. Maybe my cautious shuffle is a better running style, or maybe I was subconsciously trying to keep my feet in the air for as long as possible. I don't know. Either way, I'm glad to be running again.