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Saturday Apr 21, 2007 #
Event: HVO A-Meet
Easy running warm up/down 3:13 [2] 0.6 km (5:22 / km) +15m 4:46 / km
ahr:147 max:159 shoes: Mudclaw 330 #2
We got out of Queens late this morning, so I arrived at the venue of Surebridge Challenge just after my scheduled start time. I ran to the start, only to find out the start was quite close and that the start was going to be open for quite a bit longer, so that there was no rush. I then jogged back to the registration and walked to the start, again (logged neither).
I need to measure the length and climb.
I need to measure the length and climb.
Orienteering 1:58:15 [3] ***** 11.1 km (10:39 / km) +400m 9:02 / km
ahr:163 max:177 spiked:14/17c (injured) shoes: Mudclaw 330 #2
Just after nailing the first control I badly twisted my right ankle. Normally I am not concerned about ankle sprains since I have stretched the ligaments so much over 21 years of O, and strengthened the muscles around them, that minor to moderate twists cause neither pain nor swelling; I just shrug it off and move on. I'm also a quite cautious stepper through the woods; I therefore don't normally bother to tape the ankles. This time, Harriman dished out a rude awakening.
The ankle indeed was not particularly hurt, but I pulled a tendon right on top of my foot—something new. The pain was mild, but that tendon lost most working function so I could not push off while moving above a certain speed. I thus had to keep my speed under that limit. I also became very careful on the downhills, so as not to re-injure the untaped ankle. Navigation obviously got a lot easier, and I finished with no major booms—with the exception of my W-curve (down-up-down-up) to Control 2, on the way to which I was preoccupied with assessing the extent of the damage and deciding whether to go on.
I was glad I chose to march along, as the beauty of the woods and the marvelous orienteering well outweighed the possible further damage to the ligaments. I was alone all the way, owing to the late start. It was warm, but I felt neither tired nor heat-exhausted at this pace. I ran through every stream and marsh to keep the injured foot cool.
I need to measure the length and climb.
The ankle indeed was not particularly hurt, but I pulled a tendon right on top of my foot—something new. The pain was mild, but that tendon lost most working function so I could not push off while moving above a certain speed. I thus had to keep my speed under that limit. I also became very careful on the downhills, so as not to re-injure the untaped ankle. Navigation obviously got a lot easier, and I finished with no major booms—with the exception of my W-curve (down-up-down-up) to Control 2, on the way to which I was preoccupied with assessing the extent of the damage and deciding whether to go on.
I was glad I chose to march along, as the beauty of the woods and the marvelous orienteering well outweighed the possible further damage to the ligaments. I was alone all the way, owing to the late start. It was warm, but I felt neither tired nor heat-exhausted at this pace. I ran through every stream and marsh to keep the injured foot cool.
I need to measure the length and climb.
Note
(injured)
I iced the ankle for the rest of the day. It was not particularly swollen, and there was a small hematoma right on top of the foot.