After trying to carry on with my running, but continually feeling crap, I finally decided to give it all a rest for a week or so following an evening run on 18th August. I also saw the doctors again in the interim and we decided to ditch taking anti-inflammatories altogether and just stick with the daily antacid tablet. So, after a ten day rest up, I tried once more to get my running kicked off again. To be fair I was now feeling a lot better but, all the same, taking just a slow trot up Whernside did feel a bit nerve racking at the start.
Anyway, the run went really well and, although Hester and the dogs zoomed off ahead as we got near to the summit, I just felt really glad to be up there and running. Maybe not the end of my troubles but it felt like a huge step in the right direction.
6.8 miles and 1,736 feet - r
oute on strava
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| Harry waiting patiently |
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| Teasel obviously wondering what I was doing going the wrong way |
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| Pen y Ghent on the horizon |
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| Nearly at the top |
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| Yeah, okay, I look a bit bedraggled |
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| Hester doing her weird sideways descending |
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| Ears....... Up! |
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| Hester and Tizwaz putting the hammer down |
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| Yep, I've no idea either |
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| The professionals in the party showing how its done |
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