Return of the Mummy – Couch to 5k Week 3

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Being yet another Couch to 5k update.

I am swaddled, if not exactly from head to toe, then certainly from thigh to ankle.  In addition to the knee supports which I have worn since week one, I now have strappings on one thigh and one ankle.  I am currently running in full length ‘joggers’ owing to my resemblance to Nora Batty if I wear shorts.  It can only be a matter of time before my other ankle, which does have a record of giving up the ghost in a fairly dramatic manner, will decide to join in the fun and I will become a running lycra tube.

It’s ironic (I think – I’ll check) that my legs are not my biggest problem when I run.  (I use the word ‘run’ in its loosest possible sense.  ‘Lurch’ is probably more apposite.)  My problem has always been my breathing.  My post-jog ‘pant’ would rival a forty-a-day bloodhound.  That, currently, is not improving – although I have developed methods of dredging oxygen into my lungs in a slightly more dignified manner that does not involve propping myself up on a lamppost and retching.  My legs (shattered joints aside) seem to be relatively happy with the situation.

I have bought myself an arm strap for my phone and a pair of Bluetooth earbuds – one of which is currently working – which has helped.  As soon as I have resolved the earbud situation I will be happy – it will stop me running in circles.

My runs are getting longer, my mid-run walks less desperate, and I’ve begun to refine my musical selection a little so that the beat is not quite so erratic and I do not appear to be having a seizure every time the tracks change.

I have one more run this week before the next regime ‘step up’ and I hope that I can approach that without having to brace any further joints.  I have to, they’re running out.

The previous instalment of the Couch to 5k diary, ‘An Off-Peak Update’ is here.
The next instalment of the Couch to 5k diary, ‘To Dream of Couscous’ is here.
The Couch to 5k diary starts here.

10 thoughts on “Return of the Mummy – Couch to 5k Week 3

  1. So keen! When I played(?) footbrawl I used to strap both ankles up in more swadling than a hundred baby Jesus’s could have used. Never turned an ankle, never able to push past a canter either. Win some, lose some.
    Carry on, I’m sure you’re making great strides. PS; Music-wise, a selection of ‘the Ramones Thrashest Hits’ is NOT recommended.’

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  2. You are being a dreadfully good example. If you keep this up it’s going to be, “Look Herb, you read that guy’s blog and you see how hard he’s been working…”

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  3. Congrats on the phone arm strap, a true sign of commitment, and a genuinely sensible purchase. But remember, when you start considering ‘special running socks’ it’s gone too far. Although I own several pairs if you’re interested…

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