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Friday, 15 November 2013

The Legs Say No



I contemplate a third day in the row on the bike but my tired legs say no. Instead I take my running kit with me in the hope that they are functioning better by 5pm.

They seem to be and I set out in reasonable shape with the injuries reduced to only a slightly sore knee and a little tightness in the left calf. After a mile and a half I hop on the bus, then get off again to run the last three miles to home. This is where the problems start and the tightness in my calf gets worse. Eventually it’s so bad I have to walk the rest of the way home.

L has walked the boys up to meet me, so MD helpfully tugs me homewards. L then does the honours as regards a calf massage, which seems to help. Leaving the main problem being the knee. Alcohol to soothe that one I think.

(Friday 15th November)

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