very, very slow-ly.
I’ve been trying to be patient but, honestly, patient is one thing I am not — at least not where my running is concerned. My calf has not complained after an hour of walking on Friday morning. It was equally as tolerant during a bicycle ride of some unknown distance on Sunday morning. I was even able to run pain free for 2 miles on Monday afternoon.
Today, however, I sensed a hint of discontent as I tried to gauge how much farther I could go. It was a pain. It wasn’t even a twinge. It was simply an inkling.
So, I turned back early and walked all the way back to the office.