Went for a bad run yesterday after work - multiple injuries :(

I have a gammy-Forrest Gump-penguin-flipper type foot issue, and James was still recovering from his half-marathon on Sunday. We managed down to Battersea Park, round it once and then decided to walk back.

Morale has been better but hey-ho, there's bound to be pitfalls! Think I should book myself in for a physio MOT and find out what I need to do (other than rest/ice/massage/specialist insoles/ingainly stretches and all the other bumpf I've taken on board). This really is an investment in so many ways but there's no turning back. I may have to drag myself over the finish line with my fingernails as they may be the only functioning body part left, but dammit if that's what it takes...

Friday night run tomorrow, here's hoping it can only get better!