After 3 solid months of determined hard training, out in all weather, fighting through the pain and giving pretty much all of our spare time over to running, this last week we've all fallen to bits!
Between us, there's a twisted ankle, riped calf, torn hamstring and chest infection - I think that as soon as we've stopped the manic training,, and tried to wind down for the big day, every niggle, virus, stretch and strain has suddenly seized the opportunity to come out of the woodwork.
Really, I'm sure there's nothing that won't be healed up by Monday or Tuesday - and there is no extra benefit in punishing ourselves in training now, so this week is all about wrapping ourselves up in cotton wool, eating the right foods, and letting our bodies get over the shock of a few days off so we can get psyched up for next Sunday!
There's an odd compulsion that I should be out running at least 6 miles a day, and doing another 15-20 over this weekend, but in reality that wouldn't be big or clever, so I'm going to keep my head down - maybe go for a swim this afternoon, and a bit of gentle jogging for the next few days.
