On Monday I ran a fun mix of roads and trails at a solid effort and on a short, not very steep ascent in Pelloni Preserve while moving through a sparse rocky section I landed funny and a immediately felt a burning pull in my left achilles. It remained a little tender throughout the rest of the run but was nothing major. I was able to finish the run at my normal effort with no issues. I dosed myself on Vitamin I and massaged the area.
Yesterday, after sleeping in and skipping a morning track session (lazy ass!) I went to CHS around 1630 to try, for the third week in a row and last of this training block, some 1200s at I pace. I've recently been enjoying Tuesday/Wednesday combination workouts of I-pace repeats on Tuesday (harder than I care to admit) followed by "easier" (?) T-pace on Wednesday. It was warm and sunny and I was not motivated at all. After a two mile warm up I ran the first one and knew that it was not going to be my day. I struggled to hit 4:05 (trying for 4:00) and on the recovery felt the unfortunately familiar intestinal gurgling that comes with the first few warm weather hard efforts of the running season. Heatarrhea attack.
Long story short, I aborted the second repeat after only 400m, charged to port-o-jon and "recovered" in there. Awesome. In addition, each lap around the oval found my achilles getting a little more tender. After the third charge to the plastic shithouse I decided to quit. 10 miles were thus reduced to only 4. Went home and iced and more Vitamin I.
I'm not worried about the achilles. It seems pretty minor and this has happened before. A few days of rest should clear it up. However, I am not happy about the total fail on the track workout and my apparent inability to handle higher temps, humidity, and sunny conditions. Mike B loves this environmental setting for running. I hate it.
Perhaps I can fill this newly found "free time" with more line wetting on the salty seas.