Monday I pushed past my 1 mile best to 2km and without too much of note to mention except a few aching muscles when I got off the treadmill. I then spent Monday night and Tuesday in Cambridge in a hotel that had a gym so small people were queuing for the machines and this was more than enough excuse for me to do nothing but go back to my room.
Wednesday in the gym was another 2km followed by some stretching as i knew i had a physio appointment on Thursday and i knew they tell me how I should stretch more as my muscles are all very tight. I did regret not pushing myself more during the session.
Friday morning and fully motivated, and after being prodded with needles and electricity the night before at the physio i am not so sure I should have been going to the gym as knee was a bit tender but it is hard enough to get motivated i should go when i am. After the disappointment of nto pushing myself on Wednesday i went right pask 2km with the intention of only doing 2.5 but ended up getting off the machine at 3km. The world was a very wobbly place and all i wanted to do was be sick, some water later and collapsing onto the seat of a machine behind me i walked carefully to the shower.
I spoent the rest of the day at work feeling very pleased withmyself but so tired and the sun coming through the window made it all very hard to get to the end of the dy. Worryingly i did spend teh day feeling my knee was a bit more sore than it had been for a few weeks - fingers crossed it was teh fault of the physio and not the gym.

