Up out and at it by six this morning. Decided to take a longer than normal run. Legs not hurting from the weekend’s run – bonus, but still not as smooth as the best of runs. But you can’t have it all.

It was dark on this run to start with. Most of the places on the route are lit by street lamp but not all which led to some pretty good foot finding in the dark.

About halfway round i see a man walking his dog on the same path as me so decide to give them a wide berth as I had plenty of time and didn’t want to hamper their nice walk. So i’m running along and as I make my move to go around them i lost my footing on the grass next to the path. I start to stumble. It’s ok i’m still standing. Oh it’s looking like a fall now. I’m still on my feet, but then my feet tie up and it’s hello road. I break my fall with my hand and my knee. The dog walker apologises, I tell him it’s really not his fault – i lost my footing but thanks anyway. So up and off the floor within a few seconds and away.

The rest of my run was a dream. My pace, my breathing all felt good (apart from my hand and knee). I finished the route off in good time. A bloodied knee and a bruised hand were worth it for that second half of my run. It’s just making me feel even better about running at the moment.