Where’s the light at the end of the tunnel?

If you’d asked me this time last week how I was feeling you’d have got a big smile and an enthusiastic GREAT, my Saturday long run had gone really well and I was feeling healthy and strong. I was on track for my marathon training and enjoying every run even the ones in the dark at 6am.

Fast forward a week and it couldn’t be more different, my right ankle is swollen and purple after spraining it again on Friday morning. My planned long run today out the window and not sure I really want to be running in the mornings any more. Amazing how your emotions can swing from so highs to lows in a short space of time.