...it gets worse...

What a week? What a week?
Its been a right pain in the arse..
I went running on Monday morning with Joe, my first morning run in a while, and it was quite tiring, while we did the 5.6miles, we were a little longer in time, but who cares, since we were going for distance and not speed. OK so far. I then had a shower, got changed, and sat down to watch some classic comedy, "Are you being served", learning all about Mrs Slocombe's pussy. When it finished, I tried to stand up, only to find my back had locked in a spasm, and it hasnt been any good since. I am walking around like an old man, who relies on crutches or a zimma frame.

Thank god the Dr, prescribed me some pain killers...

But now I have this injury, Im having to rest the back and not jar it again, so I'm stopping running for a few weeks, and therefore going to miss out on the Beamish Run. Luckily, my entrance fee wont be wasted, Anthony has agreed to run in my place instead.