26 Apr – 7 Wheels On My Wagon

 

 

Or to be more precise, that’s 7 uninjured toes on my feet. I am currently nursing both plastered big toes with blisters the size of volcanic craters. Yes I’m exaggerating but they do feel like molten lava when I’m running. And one little toe has been rubbing and is sore. I think this is exactly like a building’s broken window syndrome, once one problem starts, others follow in quick succession. One toe is so swollen, that it is now causing my little toe to rub, when it never has before. The other foot has the remains of the blister and the new skin is sore too. I think this puts paid to wearing sandals and heels for a while.

Today is my planned short run – 7kms if I can, one for each uninjured toe. We had business to do this morning – chasing the water company to visit us over the Beast From the East water leak, so my run was scheduled for this afternoon. Another scorchio day here, hitting 25 degrees and full sun.

0-1km – six ouches, three barking dogs and a broken down car, being pushed by two peed off looking chaps

1-2km – more ouches, and in fact they’ve turned to bloody hells, as my feet are really complaining

2-3km, past the barking balcony house, two eff-offs at the dogs – it doesn’t make any difference, they continue to bark

3-4km, decisions to make – do I continue and start doing some up-hill work? My toes screamed at me to be sensible, therefore I turned back for home. Oh and the guy with the ‘missing dog’ from the other day, obvs he found him again, as he was walking merrily with said hound, and said ‘Salve’ to me. Salve is an old Roman greeting – sort of good health I think, you say it to strangers… and there was me thinking I knew him!

4-5km, past the old laundry on Laundry Lane, the water looked tempting as you can see 😉

5-6km, back up the Slope of Hope and you can see the worst gradient on the pic – 15%, no I am not doing that, so I wimped out and decided one km per fit toe was a bit too much today

Seven wheels on my wagon, and I was still hobbling along. There weren’t any Cherokees after me, and I was in so much pain I couldn’t even sing that song.

Upshot, I’m a bit miffed to be honest, but I have to be sensible if I keep running long distances when I have sore feet, it’s only going to get worse. Tomorrow is rest day thank goodness, I will be asking Mr JCR to be the family taxi driver… and we won’t be walking far at all.

Playlist

Help Me Rhonda – Beach Boys

Let’s Dance – Chris Montez:

Bad Moon Rising – Creedence Clearwater Revival

I Only Want To be With You -Dusty Springfield:

I’m into Something Good – Herman and The Hermits

It’s My Party – Lesley Gore:

California Dreaming – Mamas and Papas

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough – Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell:

Ain’t Got No, I Got Life – Nina Simone

Paint It Black – Rolling Stones

Pretty Woman – Roy Orbison

Mrs Robinson – Simon and Garfunkel

Gimme Some Lovin’ – Spencer Davis

She Loves You – The Beatles

Da Doo Ron Ron – The Crystals

Under The Boardwalk – The Drifters

Build Me Up Buttercup – The Foundations:

I’m a Believer – The Monkees

Baby Love – The Supremes

Stats

Distance 6.11km

Time 50:55

Average Pace 8:20 (sore toes!)

Elevation Gain 61 metres

Alzheimer’s Challenge

Kms Done 728.03

Kms Still To Do 1289.97