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Rest is Best

I've been struggling this week, feeling tired and a little bit under the weather, an ache in my right thigh and a slight twinge in my lower back. Really not surprising after the battle that was the Knighton 20 and two months of running about 25 miles per week. I've not done that for at least a couple of years, so it's probably been a shock to my system.

With nothing to be gained from pushing myself when my body has been begging for a rest, I've basically taken a week off from my training schedule and put my new trainers back in the box for a few days. 

Rest is best.

Sometimes it's easier said than done, but I've learnt from bitter experience how quickly an ache or a twinge becomes a serious injury, so for once I'm listening to my own advice (and Ryan Hall).


Not running for a week has given me a bit of extra time - I've been trying to avoid spending all that time eating by getting my card-making supplies out of the cupboard again; using my downtime to get creative and back to the origins of the Rosedawn Ramblings blog. 


I've made about 50 cards over the last week and the rest has done me good (even if I have made a bit of a mess in the process),

But now I'm looking forward to building up my running miles again from tomorrow, hoping the weather improves too.
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  1. Simon Douglas Thompson17 March 2019 at 21:03

    Ha, still trying to ease my plantar fascitis so not running at all

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