I suppose I've been lucky so far, but it still comes as a shock. Out on Thursday and after about 2km became aware of a soreness in my right calf. Probably should have aborted and gone home but carried on for another 14 km. Two days rest and had to get out today but went for time not distance, half walking, half jogging, very slow. Kept to the grass where possible which helped. Still sore but it will settle. Frustrating though. Foam roller ordered.
Greatest discovery last weekend was beetroot tarte tatin, sprinkled with feta, courtesy of my daughter (from Hugh Fearnley-Whatshisnames recipe. Unbelievably delicious and had to have it again last night. Slept badly so maybe beetroot has some side effects (other than everything coming out a funny colour), although in every other way it is a superfood.
Been thinking about that dog (see last post). Suspicious. I'd seen him running alone across a field and then next thing he nearly runs me over driving a JCB. Checked the news but couldn't find anything about one being stolen. Have to wait for Crimewatch on the tele. I'm sure I'd recognise his photofit.
Now the weather's improved I'll go goose searching again this week, assuming my leg will let me.
Off for an icepack.
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