Finally got to the GP yesterday and picked up a shiny new blue Salamol inhaler (that's Ventolin to commoners like me.) Took 2 puffs before running, as directed, and oh-my-god. What a difference! No wheezing at all. I am struggling to describe how good it felt not to wheeze and fight for breath. That just leaves the hayfever symptoms to sort out, and I'll be all set. The hayfever is a minor problem though; now I'm not wheezing I feel unbeatable!
The run went well. Legs were achey, but that is to be expected - after all, I am making them do things they've never done before, and don't really want to do now. The run pattern is still 3-5-3-5. That first 3 is by far the hardest. The second 3 feels easy after the 5, and I was surprised when Kirsty said to walk. With that and the breathing, it feels like turning a bit of a corner. I know there is lots of hard work ahead though.
We've been running along the Embankment which has fewer tourists milling about, and lots of runners. I couldn't help smiling at the sight of the London Eye, the Houses of Parliament, and all the other stuff which makes me feel lucky to live in London.
No comments:
Post a Comment