I’m back!!
I managed to get up and at ‘em in
time for my 4am (3am UK-time!) taxi to the airport in Wroclaw, from where I had a
straightforward flight home. A couple of hours later, plus a nap on the way as
I was in danger of nodding off… and I made it back to my in-laws house :)
Poland was great, I found it to
be a really pretty and friendly place to visit, I definitely recommend it to
people who like to travel :) I’m sure I
will have loads of photos, but I haven’t put them on my computer yet or
anything, so they will have to wait, along with more about how my trip went… I’m
not quite organised enough to get anything ready for that right now!
So, having spent a week getting
up in the morning and then pounding the streets all day, sometimes even
carrying my backpack all day if I was checked out of one place and planning to
move on to another, today was a day of sitting around in the airport, sitting
on the plane, sitting in the car (sleeping in the car! Haha) Needless to say then, when I arrived back I was
a bit of a ball of pent up energy. By the time I’d had some lunch and made a
few phone calls etc, I realised that I’d missed my chance to go to the gym.
Boo!! I’d been looking forward to that, but having to be all finished and
leaving the place by 4.30pm does limit what time I can get started, and today
didn’t work out.
I therefore decided to take the
brave step of Going For A Run… I say this is a brave step, as I haven’t been
running regularly in about a year and a half. So I know how difficult it’s
going to be to get started again, and how frustrating that period will be when I
am building up fitness and unable to run well at all – when my muscles will be
aching, my breathing laboured, and my brain wondering what on earth I’m doing
to myself?? I also say it for another
reason: I am carrying an injury that still doesn’t seem to want to go away. Before
the injury I was running regularly, a 3 mile route felt like a short run to me,
5 miles felt nice, and I had a 7 mile route that I would do pretty regularly. Then
I developed this stupid injury, a bit of a hip bursitis / tendonitis (think of
when people get Achilles tendonitis, or a tennis elbow or something, and then apply
that concept to the hip) and it was soooo painful!! There was one time where I had
been into London to see a friend speak at the Royal Geographical Society, and by
the time I had caught the train home again the pain was so bad that I could
only walk by taking 2 or 3 steps, waiting for the pain to subside, taking 2 or
3 steps… you get the picture!
I was still working at the time,
and had access to physio through work. Normally this type of condition would be
managed with rest, so I had to begin with 6 weeks of rest. Followed by another
6 weeks. Followed by more weeks, until finally I was able to head for another
run – which resulted in the pain coming back and me being back at square 1. Not
fun at all. It was during this time that I was doing my cycling, but cycling is
a much different beast to running, and my fitness trailed off while my fatness
increased. This was not fun either!
I did go running one other time
this year, after returning from South America. But then the following week was
when my car got hit and I ended up with whiplash (which still hasn’t fully
recovered!) so you see why I was nervous about getting back into it again!
But my nervous energy was making
me twitchy today, and I had been thinking while I was away about how I would
like to get back into shape and fit back into my clothes, so I took the
initiative and got into my running gear, and hit the road… I followed footpaths
where I could rather than the actual road, as I find that so much more
pleasant, and I aimed for the canal that runs nearby. I will have to go back
out with my camera tomorrow as I passed a beautiful field of poppies in full
bloom that I’d love to share! Once I reached the canal, I was welcomed by the
sight of a family of swans with about 7 cygnets, gorgeous!
I ran along the towpath, seeing
ducks, moorhens, rabbits on the banks the other side of the canal, goldfinches,
sparrows, damsel flies, so much wildlife to see even at a running pace, it was
wonderful. I stayed sensible, and ran for chunks, interspersed with walking for
chunks. This way I tried to keep my heart rate up for longer while allowing my
muscles (and joints – my knees never used to hurt this much I’m sure!) to get breaks.
I really didn’t want to induce that hip injury again!
I was out for an hour altogether,
walk/jogging for most of it, and then walking back the last 10-15 minutes as I felt
a bit of a niggle in my hip.
Here’s hoping that I can get back
to fitness, and back to the size and shape I was before this injury!
At the end of the run, feeling a bit pale... I raised money for Help for Heroes with this event, hence the novelty cheque. |
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