Two weeks ago, I walked Walthamstow parkrun. That afternoon, my foot told me in no uncertain terms that I had not been ready, and the upshot was an instruction from the physio to rest for a further two weeks before trying again.
On Saturday, I walked Southwark parkrun. That afternoon, I waited for my foot to complain, but it remained quiet. The silence continued into Sunday, and today, when I called the physio to update him, he said I could run again.
Well, that’s not strictly true. He actually said that I could try another walk tomorrow, and if that didn’t cause any problems, a third walk on Thursday. And then, if and only if there was no pain, I could add a teeny tiny bit of running into my next walk on Saturday.
Apparently, patience is still the order of the day.