I had some track work to do tonight, 4 x 800. This is definitely my favorite distance, but usually four repeats is not quite enough to make me feel like I really worked hard. Tonight was going great until I started the last repeat. I pushed off hard with my left leg and felt the Achilles tweak. It hurt a bit, but in a testosterone enhanced state, I figured I could finish the 800 metres. After all, there were only about 798 more to go.
It wasn't too bad, but I could barely run for my cool down. I could tell that I was noticeably limping. I've done some good stretching and iced it. We'll see how it is in the morning, I may have to adjust my weekend run if it's still too tender.
D'oh.
At first this was about doing a triathlon. Now it's about life, which still makes it about triathlon...
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