Sunday July 30

Day 3 – Ministry of Silly Walks

The project: A month-long stint of pounding the fields and lanes of Sussex in my hapless and ill-advised attempt to complete a quintessentially English 5k race between two local pubs. Yes, a pint of beer awaits every finisher!

Dear Reader,

Yesterday I hadn’t felt too stiff from my previous two days’ exertions: today was another matter. I thought I’d got off lightly yesterday morning, but my legs were screaming as I stumbled down the stairs first thing today to put the kettle on.

Today I would walk, and not only that, to protect my aching new-to-this-game shins, I would avoid tarmac. I promised myself that my feet would only touch grass and earth this morning.

Walking down the sloping field closest to my house I identified muscle soreness in unexpected places, and before I knew it I was easing them into gentle stretches as I walked, moving and flexing in ways that I’d never seen anyone else – even when dressed as athletes – ever doing in a public space.

Again I was grateful for an early start: there were no witnesses to my accidental John Cleese impression, especially as today I’d ditched my capri pants in favour of running shorts.

Two black labradors appeared soon after I’d turned for home, each pressing a nose firmly wetly against the back of one of my thighs. Today, in shorts, I was no longer Hotlegs Ricardo, but gosh, I wondered if I’d preferred yesterday’s sweaty discomfort to today’s soggy dog noses?

Love,

Rebecca

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The Jog Log Stats – Day 3
Session: walk
Distance: 2.59 km
Duration: 30:36 minutes
Average speed: 5.1 kph

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