I used to not give blood donation second thought. I would just do it, and not notice the difference. Not even when I took up running. And racing. But when I took up hill running I suddenly did notice. It was like running through treacle! For two weeks after donating. I was quite consistently bringing up the rear. And I’m not among the faster Thursday runners, far from it, but normally there are at least a few people even slower than me. Not for these two weeks.
When I became an Eryri Harrier and got even more fanatic in my racing, I didn’t want to donate blood just before a race. And there is always a race. I could have donated blood in June, but that was racing season, so I didn’t book anything until October. After the Bangor 10k there would be a lull. Time to donate!
It all went well. And I was even tended to by Chris’ mother in law, whom I had met during racing season. That was lovely!
I knew I would be sluggish for a while. But I don’t want to not donate blood for selfish running reasons. I have already booked my next session, in February. But I think my donation after that will again have to wait until summer is over!
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