Ah, the joys of aging.
One of the things I'm getting used to is the fact that I am never at 100%. I always hurt. I hurt before the workout, hurt myself during the workout, or tighten up afterwards. It doesn't matter if the workout is easy or hard, long or short. Today was no different.
Usually I work through it. Today was no different.
Today it was my most common ailment. If I knew anatomy I could name the tendon, but a description will have to suffice. It is the tendon that absorbs the impact when you land on your toes. It runs up through the heart of the calf. Maybe it's the achilles, I don't know. Walking is fine. Running slower is okay, but as I go faster I start landing more on my toes, stressing that one particular tendon.
Today's workout was to be 4 one mile (okay, 1600 meter) intervals, but my calf tightened up around 600 meters and I pulled up at 800. It's not like I was flying. I didn't push like last Saturday, only 3:40 for the 800, a 7:20 pace. I slowed up for the next three intervals, only down to about 8:00, but it was enough. At that pace I'm striking midfoot, not on my toes, so I was able to finish the workout, if not at the speed I'd have liked.
Snow is in the forecast for Wednesday, so I wanted to run today and tomorrow. We'll see if the calf cooperates tomorrow morning.
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