The relief of running was amazing.
I always worry when I am struck down with a flare up that this might be the time that I may actually have to think about stopping running once and for all. The doubt that comes into my mind is unavoidable. As the days pass and I’ve still been unable to put my trainers on I start to worry. Running is my “normal” and to lose it would be a harrowing loss. Despite everything I have fought over the last three years, losing the ability to run, to be competitive, to be sporty – well the thought leaves me cold.