Just like that, the pain has disappeared.
We’ll see if it stays away during this morning’s run.
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Just like that
Tag: pain
Why did this happen?
Why did this happen?
After what seemed like a perfectly (finally) timed six mile warmup in preparation for the 800 meters, come to find out, the printed schedule i had was completely wrong. The 800 would be at the end of the day, not the beginning. Major challenge.
It was either go get in the car and drive back to Orlando, or see if i could get into the 1500 which was about an hour away. i got into the 1500 and waited, and rationalize that the 1500 is a substantially slower pace and i would be warmed up enough to just have fun with it.
Bottomline, too much time between warmup and race.
Couldn’t have gone out any more conservatively on the first lap.
Right calf pain, kinda like a cramp.
So after the first lap, dropped out.
Was it sodium or potassium deficiency?
Is it a muscle pull?
Time will tell.
It’s sore this morning.
Was hoping it wouldn’t be.
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Progress and wisdom are a dynamic duo
Saturday’s track meet had several firsts, including one that is significant:
No soreness and no pain from overdoing it.
Not that evening. Not yesterday. Not now.
This is huge.
Progress.
Wisdom.
PS. For a 56 year old to run a single event with a time like that could create some stiffness. To do both on the same day, almost guaranteed soreness.
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The mystery of chronic pain
While the script is two months old, it’s better late than never.
David was incredibly thorough. His mission was to look for imbalances between right side and left side.
Range of motion and strength were pretty well balanced. This means the chronic upper achilles/lower calf pain remains a mystery.
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Will he meet or exceed the goal this morning?
Will he meet or exceed the goal this morning? The goal for this morning’s 5k is 22:10.
In the 55-59 age group, that should be in the top five, or better.
In his first ever 5k, he ran 22:10 a decade ago as a 45-year old.
And 12 years ago began wearing night resting foot splints every night.
No one knows. No one cares.
Sharing it to say this:
Excuses bore me. Please keep yours to yourself.
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