Then I went out last night.
Now, last week you might remember I briefly mentioned my often-scabby knees. Well today they're in a pretty poor state as a result of lots of cocktails, some lovely pastel pink wedges and a particularly troublesome pavement.
This throws a bit of a spanner in the works for the old training regime. I've rested it all day today but it's feeling very sore and I don't think it's quite finished swelling up yet. I'm wasn't planning on going to the gym until Tuesday anyway, but I'm trying to decide whether I think I'd be better powering through and risking more damage, or having a good few days off but risking my fitness taking a nose dive.
Heart-breakingly, I've come to the decision that the nights out are going to have to take a back seat until after 12th July! Not only does it bring the risk of further injuries, but I'd realised already that I struggle twice as much at my first gym session after a heavy one. I'm not saying I'm going tee-total, but for the next nine weeks it will be strictly a glass of wine after a long day instead of mad weekend rampages!
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