I know I haven’t been around lately. I warned you that my posts would be sparse. The truth is, I haven’t been running. Last week I was out on a run; I had 7 miles (approximately) planned out. At 3 miles in my left achilles felt a little tight so I stopped, stretched, rubbed, and continued on. At mile 4 I had to stop. My tendon seized up on me. Very strange and this has never happened to me. It was actually a rather mild day and I was down to a thin shirt, no gloves, no hat by mile 2, so I’m not sure about the effects the environment had on me. In any case, I was forced to walk – WALK – 3 miles back to my car. That did not help my tendon feel any better. With each step it felt worse and worse. I even decided to hitchhike back to my car (yes, it was that bad) but couldn’t find any cars to swing my thumb at.
I took the entire week off (this happened on a Tuesday) and skipped any and all thoughts of a weekend run. On Monday I hopped on the treadmill for a very slow (something like 10:30-11:00 minute miles) 15 minutes of running. My tendon felt way better but there was still a tiny little nag going on.
Well. This training isn’t going very well. But, I’m still not too worried about it. I’ve already come to terms with the fact that my Boston debut is not going to be a race, but rather a 26.2 mile long run.
C’est la vie.