Broadmeadows, sounds lovely doesn’t it; visions of nice rural open spaces etc. But, when Broadmeadows is actually a hill that goes on seemingly forever as part of a gruelling mile long relay route, you may wonder why all us Rodillian Runners are so happy.
We love it and speaking for myself, after a few days of enforced rest, after um-img and ah-ing about whether I really ought to be going out so soon, I was so happy that I felt and feel great!
We have some great runners in our club and its wonderful to see how so many have come along so far after training with us. The girls are fast. There was a time not so long ago when I could give them all a run for their money but now? The message? Join a running club, get that support, advice, camaraderie and get to do stuff you would never do on your own and enjoy the results!
Not hopping mad but this morning I woke up much better after a day or so of feeling rotten. Without taking the unwise step of going outside, or engaging in strenuous aerobic excercise, I did some balancing routines as recommended by my physio. It’s amazing how much better I have become standing on one leg and hopping sideways!
When I did my 9 mile run yesterday (including a parkrun), I thought I was rather shattered and found myself wanting to simply wrap up warm and sit down for the rest of the day. When I felt cold but Helen said I was burning up I knew something was wrong. I didn’t sleep well overnight and developed some aches and pains which were very uncomfortable. I was still hot and “wobbly” this morning so had to stay in bed while Helen was off to the 
Marathon Mann 