I went to work today, and as soon as my client had been and gone, Graeme and I set off for our run from Sunderland to home. I thought it would be around 15 miles, but in actual fact it was 14. The last time I did this was 5 days before I injured my foot, so this felt important in that I was hoping to finally be back at the same fitness level I was pre injury.
We did another 10:2 run/walk, and started off steady as there are quite a few hills in this route. About 5 miles in I felt a bit rubbish as my chest felt really tight. I tried taking the inhaler which worked to a certain degree but we had to have about 5 minutes walk break. After that the run was much better and much more comfortable. I surprised myself by managing to run up a steep hill (it's around 120 foot in quarter of a mile). It really hurt my chest towards the top and when we did it I felt like I was going to hyperventilate because my breathing was that bad. I had to walk for about 10 minutes after this to try and recover, although I think the overall effort I put in was worth it... this is a hill I have previously never managed to run up before!
We stopped and bought a bottle of coke just after this, which unfortunately made me feel really bloated and uncomfortable. I think this was part of the reason I needed such a long walk break, but after I got over this I was mostly fine for the rest of the run. The very last hill I ran only one third of it and Graeme ran it all (getting home maybe a minute before me).
One thing I was really pleased about was my strength. I found all of the run absolutely fine when it came to strength in my legs. Graeme said a few times that his legs were starting to feel like lead, but mine felt absolutely great. When I got in the house and had my recovery shake, after about 5 minutes of sitting down suddenly my calves seized up and felt quite painful, but a bit of stretching made them feel fine again. It's a long time since my calves have felt achy, so it's good that I am now able to push a bit more to get them to work that hard.
And my blistered toe is worse. It started hurting at about 7 miles into the run and I now have a blister under the blister. It is quite uncomfortable and is the worst blister I've ever had. I have even emailed William about it, as I'm not sure whether to burst it or leave it alone!
Graeme is currently snoring on the sofa. It really has took it out of him, but to be fair he looked really comfortable throughout the whole run. I'm really pleased for him that his fitness is coming back so quickly.
I have decided next week to take an anti-histamine to see if the pollen is having an effect on my asthma. If that doesn't work, it looks like I'll have to go back to the asthma clinic. I find it hard to believe that I'm not fit enough and that is the reason my breathing is bad.... it has to be something causing it as I train too hard to be this unfit! Poor Paul (Graemes brother) has recently been diagnosed with full blown asthma and it's come out of the blue. Yesterday he had a really bad attack at work and ended up on oxygen in an ambulance. He's OK now, but it is amazing how these things can suddenly come from nowhere.
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