I’ve had a lovely day with the boys – swimming in the afternoon, chilling out in the morning. The plan was to do a session on the turbo this evening, but to be honest I’m completely knackered. It’s not even 8pm, and I am flaking out. I think discretion is the better part of valour, so an early night for me. 12 hours sleep would do me just fine.
Before Emma left for Liverpool I did manage to do an erg for the first time in ages. I figure it’s good leg strengthening exercise, with no torsion, and low impact. I think I should try to do 5K a day for a while, to replace the running…..
Tomorrow is my physio appointment to check out my knees. They are a worry – I don’t think it’s ligamentous, or joint linked, but more muscular. I also suspect that me learning to run properly has unearthed functional weakness in my knees, and perhaps my glutes too – the right glute gets sore when I run now too…
