Carrie on running: Trails and challengesMy last blog was about my injury wasn’t it? Oh yes, I remember now, sore leg and panic that I’d have to give up running for a while! Well I did – almost two weeks I was off and in that time I felt myself gradually sinking back into lethargic oblivion.
I remember being about 12 years old and going to a clothes shop on the high street with my mother and that being the moment I had to make the unwilling leap to adult clothes. I finally stopped growing when I was about 21 years old, when I’d hit 5ft 11 and a dress size 14.
Carrie on running: My first running injuryI slowly opened my morning crusted eyes and yawned as I fumbled about dozily for the sleep button on my phone alarm. As I stretched out in bed I accidentally kicked the cat, and as she miaowed feebly and rolled over I felt a dull ache in my muscles.
