Workouts so far this week have been very positive, a welcome improvement over recent down days.
I raced home from work on Monday to get on my bike and head out for an hour-plus spin down at Hains, as the weather was spring-like. I was planning to swim, but who wants to be inside breathing in chlorine when the sun is shining? Turns out it was cloudy and pretty windy once I got started, but doing 21 miles, nailing some intervals and seeing the beginnings of DC’s famous cherry blossoms made up for it.
This morning I went out for a run. I really didn’t intend for it to be anything fast or long, but as I got into it and felt good I needed some validation — had to know I haven’t suffered too much with this whole injury thing!
I hit my favorite Mass Ave. loop, which involves an awesome hill. The first 3 miles were a consistent and respectable 8:45 — which included the uphill — and the last 3.5 dropped down to 7:45, then 7:11 and 7:30. Oops. Don’t tell my PT about that. I only half realized how fast I was going — and part of this is downhill — because it felt so so so good to pick up the pace. I’ve still got it, folks, and I am confident that the National Half this weekend will produce good results.
So, add in a great 3500m swim tonight and things generally are good. Except that my calf muscles are very angry over that whole tempo run thing and stretching/foam rolling aren’t making a huge difference. There’s definitely something going on with all this tightness, and after consulting with Brian I think a few more appointments to try taping and additional stretches/exercises are in order. I’d rather invest the time and money now to avoid screwing my whole season with continued imbalances and injuries. Smart strategy? I think so.