A very good distance in five and a half hours Spitty, you would have left me behind…
I doubt that, but, I do this everyday, for money, and because things needed turning on their head.
Oh my stars, Spitfire! You earned your dessert with that outing. Superbly done! Have you thought about doing the entirety of the English Coast path? You could do it! 
OGF, leave it to you to take the road longest traveled 
! I am ever in awe that you can do this 
. With the weather here being gorgeous lately and some major responsibilities finally taking the back seat, I can now get back to my six day a week program. It feels great to be out there, but holy cow, I have some work to do to get back up to speed. Every time it starts to get hard, I remember how fortunate I am…
Good to hear that you are getting back into the zone Surfer, but remember…Rome wasn’t built in a day…
I settled for a five mile jog over the rough stuff today, and just couldn’t get the muscles to wake up…
I enjoyed the run but the time was atrocious! I’ll have to start using a calendar instead of a stopwatch if I get any slower…:surprised:
Just got back from first stint, 18000 paces so far.
Moving at the same pace and energy Foxy, but, I had my thick socks on today and for some reason the soles of my feet were feeling it this morning, out again at 1.00pm so I will swop for lightweight sandals, then, for the evening shift switch back to the walking shoes but with light gauge socks.
Be careful that the uncomfortable feeling in the soles of your feet is not cumulative Spitty. I have had trouble with thick socks in the past though. Most of my running career is interspersed with a rest day every other day. I much prefer to walk in light shoes rather than sturdy ones. Do you remember ‘Excused Boots Bisley’…? (The Army Game) That’s me too!..
Rain lashing on the window, wind howling around the house, Mr Hudson on the BBC weather reckons that between six and nine this morning will be the worst of the storm with up to seventy mph winds gusting in the open spaces, and driving in some very heavy showers…
Ignoring Mrs Foxes protestations I zip up my waterproof top and depart on my Thursday six mile run…At first the rain is cold on my bare legs and face, but they soon get acclimatised, I’m buffeted around in the wind but manage to keep a relaxed and steady pace throughout.
I soon leave the shelter of the village behind and jog silently out into the country. Sometimes the wind is behind me, and sometimes it’s a crosswind, either way, I’ve got to come back down this deserted windswept road, and that will be my greatest test, when the wind will be full in my face…
All goes well for the four mile circuit, the church clock reads 7:30 am and I turn into the wind…Unable to run in a straight line I listen out for approaching vehicles, and try to avoid the swollen puddles that sometimes straddle the road. Did I mention that the rain had stopped now, and the sky was clearing of it’s soggy baggage, wispy white clouds scurried across the remains of an angry sky and I neared the end of this open flat bit and returned to the shelter of the village…
With legs still pounding out the miles I reached the end of my street and a smile replaced a grimace. This is the love of my life, and I can’t see me giving it up any time soon…Extra honey on my porridge this morning I think…Because I’ve earned it…
Aaah, a beautiful account of that great love. I suppose we all have one or two, and it’s a fine thing to devote oneself to. It’s a hard thing to describe, and you have done it well.
The bulbs, tulip trees, redbuds, and azaleas heralding that axial lean towards the sun - a most remarkable process - it’s going to be a fine day to run. I just have to heave myself over that hill of responsibilities first. Thanks for the share, OGF, it makes me look forward to that sunshiny kiss…
Thanks Surfermom, I hope you enjoy your run, it sounds like nature is somewhat more advanced in your neck of the woods…
I used to receive a magazine from a walking club, and one of the letters explained that…“It’s a sad reflection on society and the concrete jungles, that most people prefer to seek out the wild places at the end of the working week”…
It was a fine run, OGF and I am running a little better everyday. While that is nothing to brag about given a recent setback, it is with a sense of gratitude that I can be a sexagenarian and still be able to put my running shoes in motion.
The letter your mention is so appropos. With Spring Break fast approaching, I am every surprised how many people are on the roads compared to our beautiful beaches and trails. All that beauty, peace, and restoration is there for the taking!
Five more tomorrow (I hope)!
Hi
Immediately after my stents, 100 steps an hour, felt great.
Then the Covid, 10 steps an hour is a serious problem.
We have moved on, you will survive it if you are fit and determined.
It will destroy you, it is not the forced oxygen which keeps you alive, it is your ability to breath it out which does.
It is very hard work and painful to do so.
It takes a lot of effort and even if you do manage it it hammers you.
You are only counted of Dying from Covid if within 28 days of first testing Positive.
Many die later.
Covid is not a joke.
It is real and horrible, you are not in control of it.
I am a hard man to kill, two bearded lunatics shouting Allah Akbar and swinging machetes are a joke.
Machetes are the most stupid, easily defeated weapons ever.
I can and will survive that.
Covid is very different, it will kill you, there is no rationale to it, it is however very scary, some live, some die, it matters zero how fit you are.
You do not want Covid, it is not a joke
I’m sorry but the bit I highlighted isn’t correct.
Deaths from Covid are counted for any reason within 28 days of a test with a positive result.
Many people are tested more than once but those, if found positive, are only counted once.
There was, you might remember, some disagreement early on regarding how tests were counted because of the number of people being tested more than once.
The UK way is not a great way of counting deaths because yes, as you have said, it’s possible to die of Covid after 28 days since being tested.
But dying of anything within 28 days of a test will be recorded as a death from Covid, so if you’re tested on entry to hospital to have your ingrown toenail removed and test positive but are asymptomatic and then die of septicaemia it is still counted as a Covid death.
If you survive the ingrown toenail removal but get run over by the No.37 bus on your way out of hospital and die it is still recorded as Covid death.
All that said I’ve seen some of your posts and I understand where you’re coming from.
As such I can’t disagree with you just how nasty this disease is and I wish you well.
I set off for my usual 8 mile Sunday morning run, it was just above freezing with a very cold nip in the air, but the sun was shining brightly and not a cloud in the sky, it looked like I was going to have a good run…
But I got less than a mile before the pain in my right buttock became excruciating and I realised I wasn’t going to make it…
I turned for home and abandoned my run…
Not the outcome I wanted this morning…
Sorry to hear that. A strained muscle?
Cantvwsit for my gym to open tomorrow, gym and swim at 8pm when it will be quiet
Hope it gets better soon xx
I hope you’re okay and that it was something both temporary and minor OGF.
Meantime I’m plucking up the courage to increase my own regime whan my son returns to school, starting with long walks and moving forward from there.
Sciatic nerve pain runs through the buttock .Put a hot water bottle to your lower back OGF.
Or rest your legs up against a wall, bum flush with the wall. I had sciatica lasting from last June through to December, and this method did work. Looked like a prat, but still…not saying its that, mind you, but it does help with pain in that area. Or it could be Piriformis syndrome.