This morning was a perfect day for a run. The sky was blue, the sun was shining, and it was a crisp 8 degrees. Such a shame that a) I still can't run, and b) I was on my way to work.
By the time I got home, all motivation had left me, and a lot of procrastination followed before any exercise was achieved.
I settled on half an hour on the exercise bike at a fairly steady pace, and cycled 12km. I always feel better for doing something, and even though it wasn't as much fun as a run in the fresh air it did clear my head a bit.
I've started to pay some serious attention to stretching out my ankles and calves, and followed it all with plenty of ice and elevation. (The Battenburg has all gone, so I ate jelly buttons instead. I hope they're a suitable alternative.)
I'm quite sad that I can't go out for my long run in the morning. Having said that, my usual route would have been out of bounds anyway...all because some old chap from the Vatican is coming to the local park.
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