The drive to and from Manchester on Christmas Eve only served to aggravate the sciatic nerve I have been nursing along again after I had thought it was on the mend.
Keen to maintain this year's "streak" of daily runs the plan was to squeeze in a short session on the treadmill before going out for the evening. Let's suffice to say that I managed a mile before being forced to stop because of the pain.
Terminator. Thought to be well and truly on the mend; then it comes back and literally bites you on the backside again! And of course all down the leg.
I did manage to go out for the meal but there were some strange looks as I kept pulling my knee up to my chest as a form of relief.
My dilemma? I have only 2 days left in my 52 week running year and haven't missed a day (yes, I'm counting that painful mile on the treadmill!).
A friend said surely you must rest it? I replied this would be like running coast to coast west to east across America without a problem, only to be forced to have to stop within touching distance
of the North Atlantic. Not an option..........!!