I missed a really good Anglezarke Amble last Saturday by all accounts. The conditions sounded nigh on perfect. It would have been my 11th consecutive year had I been able to honour my entry and I would have gunned for a sub-4 PB, given half a chance. I had 7 minutes to knock off last year's time. I desperately wanted to drive up to Rivington to soak up the atmosphere and support in any way I could. I was on the verge of going but when my alarm went off at 5am I decided to take my medicine like a good boy and stay at home to rest. I found some pictures of the day here. The moors are a-calling.
Tomorrow I was due to run the rescheduled Tandem from Goathland but that's one I definitely knew I'd have to cancel. (I'd already lost my running partner and was having to run it solo.) I hope everyone doing it has a good run and the winter weather doesn't stick the spanner in the works for a second time. It seems to be trying its hardest to do just that.
During the week the foot has improved somewhat and I am able to walk around slowly and carefully with sock and sandal providing the support. (It's still too swollen so far for a shoe to be comfortable.) I even managed to get the backlog of shopping done after work today, which was a load off my mind. There was so much to get it felt more like a pre-Christmas shop.
I ditched the cyborg boot on Tuesday because it caused more pain than the plain old sandal. I figure that as long as I'm not causing pain I'm not doing damage.