Achilles tendencies
The Achilles problem seems to be limited to the right one; since the Henley half it still hasn't quite settled down. It's always stiff the day after a run of any kind.
I've managed to give up the front-striking habit quite easily, and for now am keeping the short stride but with a mid to rear foot landing.
With GM's wise words in my ears I scoped out a new, slightly longer offroad loop near home - no hills to speak of, but mainly turf and trail. And I managed to scrape together what bits of wilderness lurk in Bracknell town centre into a passable mixed-terrain lunchtime loop. I got horribly lost in small patch of woodland, trying to follow non-existent paths on a google map, and returned to the office bloodied from brambles. But next time will be more efficient.
A decent lunchtime interval session around the pond, with sprints mostly keeping below the SST (Sweder Sprint Threshold) of 7MM, rounded off a decent week's prep for forthcoming marathon training proper.
Not such a good night last night though. I set off in shorts at 9pm for an hour or so, intending a couple of laps of my new offroad loop. But with a cold wind blowing, no torch and no audio I didn't fancy it, and opted for my old town circuit instead. 6 road miles banked at "easy plus" pace was a good evening's work, but the right tendon was whining by the time I finished and was clearly flaring up again. Post-run creaking is one thing, but when it's noticeably sore all through the night I know there's a problem.
Very, very sore today. I think two weeks' full rest is called for, which is going to impact the start of my marathon programme. To early to worry too much yet, but if it doesn't clear up I could be buggered. Real care will be needed: gentle pace, no tarmac, and so on. Hills are probably bad for a weak achilles, too.
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