I wrote a few weeks ago about my fledging attempts to get back on the road and my desire to run down the country lanes again.
Well, all was going nicely until this week. I’d been running three times a week on the treadmill and thinking I could get outside at the end of this month.
My heart, however, has other plans! This week it’s been a pain in the neck with PACS (premature atrial contractions) and funny sensations which leave me feeling very mortal. So much so that I haven’t run now since last Monday and I’m now sitting here contemplating should I go to the gym today or am I dicing with death?
In reality, I know I’m unlikely to just drop dead, but the fear is still with me. I suspect I’m in a bit of a hormonal storm this week which is the likely cause but I’m hugely frustrated!
OK rant over. I think I just have to write off this week and start again next week with a reduced schedule then get back on track. Maybe I can make it down the lanes for Easter instead. I should be happy I’ve come this far!!