November

[stillwaddler]

Saturdays run as part of the campaign to get me round the Stockport 10 miler next month went OK. I had planned just to go twice round my usual 3.4 mile circuit, but half way round the first circuit I decided to deviate so wondered off to tackle a few of Stockport’s many hills. Very pleasant on the down bits, had to resort to walking up the steps back through the local park...didn’t feel too badly about not running the whole way, mindful of Hal Higdon’s thoughts on just getting the miles under your feet. The weather was brisk, with a cold, stiffish wind, but the promised rain didn’t materialise. It was the first time in a while that I had run in my jacket, needlessly as it happens as I was downright hot when I finished.
Enjoyed some very dramatic skies with silver poplar leaves shining in the sunlight against dramatic deep grey clouds. I picked my way very carefully over the wet leaves, as I am still paranoid about falling again. In fact if it’s frosty on the morning of the race I will scratch. My friend in Colorado phoned me last week to see if I was going skiing in January. Sadly I think not, it just seems a little too reckless to risk breaking anything else. 6 months on from my wrist op I still don’t have full function, it’s stiff and painful and my fingers are too swollen to wear my wedding rings. I have to go for a liver scan next Monday too – have the Guinness and G & T’s finally got to me;-) ? Nothing for it but to keep on waddling