After a wind blown and flooded night, the morning was a calm one. The route was covered with leaves and puddles, and Ethan was not able to come, so Ian and I set off.
I was my usual stiffness for the first mile until I got into it. We stopped a couple times to take pictures and film each other, so the mood was light and positive. We even did a bit of off-road (which was major fun- the smile ratio is high with this one!).
Me in Orange, Ian in Yellow. Retro 80’s disco running.
To be honest, the video of me has scared me stiff. It turns out I don’t lift my legs- I roll my hips in a figure of 8 manner to accomodate my steps. Ideal for doing the salsa on Strictly Come Dancing, but painful to look at when running. It also means my arse is sticking out. Think ‘Peter Kay running to the dance floor’.
To me, this is all pointing to Hip Flexors, which would make sense with my background in cycling. I need to teach myself to run properly. So, exercises and focus. I also think running slowly lends itself to shuffling, so maybe speed up a bit?
So through all of this, an intended 7 miler turned into an 8 miler, and a real hunger to do it right. I would love to get into double figures next weekend- but this would mean doing it right.
Now to clean the mud off of my trainers….