Training Log Archive: W

Run home from the office in the pouring rain. I'm assessing my progress of my achilles via A) how much it hurts when I first start, and b) how long it stays hurt-y.

Today's answers would be "quite a bit", and, "around 16 minutes". Which, is actually a bit of an improvement.

C • Ice? 3

Run to Kohniojarvi for a leg soak after the office. I'm still torn because my achilles does eventually warm up, and I want to run for longer, but I'm not sure if I should push it. 30 minutes of running a day is not getting me fit, but it does keep me active. Gosh I wish I had my road bike with me right now. I'd go back to the gym but I don't want to be sore for Jukola this weekend.

Next week, I swear.

Pfft, I've been saying "next week" for years now.

Working backwards on training to catch up on a week of driving around and not really training much in Ireland (was technically a work trip, but didn't turn out to be very effective). But, I did get to race the Leinster 3-day, which was way fun. And I'll get to it eventually.

I think I can formally say this achilles problem I've been ignoring for the last 3 months is now truly an injury. I used to be able to just run through it and warm it up, but that's not happening anymore. It was pain for the entire run, and not just on my achilles, but sparking up my calf and being sore under my heel.

My plan is to tape it up with Pink KT tape, do some eccentric exercises, stretch gently, ice regularly and.... not stop running. We'll see how that goes.

Got to 10 minutes, hurt to much. Ow.

Since it was going to be another long travel day, achilles be damned, I was going out to do some sort of exercise today. Ran out towards the river, and then north back towards the arena and the Titanic museum. I realized that there was enough space close to the stage in the Titanic Quarter that I totalyl could have gone and listen to The Chemical Brothers last night from outside the gate. DANG !!

Drove up to Belfast from Dublin for my most hopeful meeting yet, which was almost ruined by poor navigation and general losted-ness. The area around the arena in Belfast is a complete gong show of highways and exits. Horrific design.

Anyway, after the meeting and a long tour of the Titanic Museum (totally worth the price of admission - its awesome), got to the hotel and went out for a little run through all the parks I could memorize. I've got to admit, Belfast is not a remarkably attractive city. Sorry. I wanted to like it, and if you were one of the hockey players and lived in the Titanic Quarter, great. You're in business. Elsewhere.... meh.