First Open Water Swim!!

Thursday 17 March (too scared to actually work out how long until K2B but I know it isn't long!)

Well, I promised to post on Sunday and it is now Thursday, pretty average Otto time keeping! 

I've had a mixed week in terms of training, the good the bad and the ugly really.  It has consisted of;

Saturday - 90minutes of football
This blog isn't about football so I won't dwell on this, needless to say that due to unforeseen cry offs (or Millom -itis) I was pressed into action in goal.  Not the first time I've donned the gloves this season though not a preferred position.  We won and due to my relative (thankfully) inactivity I felt good enough to train on Sunday.

Sunday - 3.5 miles round Barrow Park
This was the first time I'd ran laps of anywhere.  Handily the Park has a perimeter path which measures 1 mile, incorporating a short but steep climb up to the cenotaph.  I was interested to see that I was lapping in 9 minutes - interested but don't know whether this is good bad or indifferent.  I would have ran further, but I was limited for time as we were going out for Sunday dinner for Lianne's grandparents Golden Wedding.

Monday - 30min Spinning Class and an aborted run - planned 11 miles, bailed out after about 4.
Spinning was a sweat drenching, thigh burning thoroughly enjoyable 30 minutes of hard work which set me up to go out and have a good run in the evening.  However, as the day progressed, especially after I got in from work, I started to feel a bit achy and shivery.  Putting it to the back of my mind I set out on my carefully planned run that would see me visit Ormsgill, Hindpool, Barrow Island, Holbeck and Hawcoat!  Things started ok but as I ran past BAE's iconic DDH building on Barrow Island I noticed my right calf begin to tighten, ignoring it I carried on only for my right knee and right hip begin to throb.  I was still determined to push on with my aim of running 10miles for the first time, but when I misjudged a kerb and jarred my already sore right leg, I was looking for an easy out.  Fortunately for me I wasn't far from my sister's so I hobbled up there and begged a lift home.  Things got worse when I got out of the bath at home.  I started to shiver and didn't stop for the next couple of days.  This blog is starting to sound like an outlet for me moaning about one thing or the other, I'm pretty sure anyone daft enough to actually read this won't exactly be inspired to join me on a training run.

Thursday - 3 miles (stop and start)

This is where the title of this post came from.  As normal on a Thursday morning, I was accompanied by the mother in law's springer spaniel, Seth.  I haven't ran with him for a couple of weeks, my body is just too shocked to work properly when it comes to running in the morning so I've just walked him recently.  I decided to run this morning.  I thought that lapping the Park would be a good idea, mainly because there are plenty of bins in which to deposit the you know what!  Anyway, we were going along quite nicely until we ran alongside the lake.  I was in my own little world when suddenly Seth shot across the path in the direction of the lake in hot pursuit of a duck!  I just and so managed to haul him in before we both went head long into said lake!  Which would have been nice.  I only managed a lap and a half of the park before heading for home.  I didn't fancy the potential of a dip in the lake and I did have to get to work and the climb up to the cenotaph nearly did for me.

Anyway, that's enough for now.  I will report back in due course with more tails of woe no doubt!

Otts out.