My stupid chest still isn't getting any better, I wouldn't mind but it's now stopping me from running, well at least running well. Last night I went out with Mandy & Sarah, who are way faster then me, but normally I can just about keep up if they take it slow. I managed 1 mile before I had to leave them and turn back around. My chest was so tight and I just couldn't breath properly, I think if I was going at my own pace I would of managed to keep going, but pushing myself to go faster with a tight chest for 5 miles just really wasn't a good idea.
Silver lining though, I managed my fastest 2 miles ever so maybe I am getting slightly quicker.
I feel so annoyed and guilty and I know I shouldn't, but I feel like I've been making really great progress recently and I really don't want this to stop. I'm away in Copenhagen this weekend, the hotel has a gym so if I don't manage to get out running at least I can use the treadmill. I really want to run outside though, it will be the first time I have ran in a different country and I would like to make the most of it.
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