Well if Jordan can do it so can I.... by petiteange

Well that's pretty much what I said to the sports masseuse yesterday. Recommended by a friend he was a huge, German guy who smiled sweetly as I walked in and said 'you're first time, ja, you can take pain, ja'. As he forced his elbow into my hamstrings and glutes joking that he recently gave one of his patients bruises I wondered why one earth I was about to spend £35 on this torture. Ah yes I know...it was the free mini bottle of Evian I got at the end.

Anyway, to today. I have decided that morning runs don't really work for me. I'm not a morning person and the fact that I have not been killed, whilst my eyes are still half closed as I am desperately trying to wake up somewhere near Trafalgar Square, is quite frankly a miracle. So I brought my running kit in and decided I was going to go at lunchtime instead. The sun was shining and I headed off in a very good mood from Chancery Lane up to Regents Park. Running around Regents Park (wondering if people were staring at bruises on the back of my legs thanks to the German man-handler) I decided that running wasn't so bad. I felt really good. See I'm a much happier and nicer person once I have woken up.....

I could only do a quick 6 mile run but felt good to get out there....and that was taking it relatively easy after the German man-handler had told me to do so the day after a massage. Apparently I should also be doing a lot more stretching (something I am dreadful at) and had to lie to him to tell him I actually did a lot more than I did and even then he told me I was very lucky as I obviously had strong muscles.....

Tonight I must go home and do some lengthy yoga stretching because the thought of having to go back to the German Man-handler fills me and my hamstrings with extreme terror....

1 month 8 days.....holy crap

KHx

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