Date
|
Place
of exercise
|
Duration
(minutes)
|
Classic
Sprint
|
Pull-ups
|
Dam
Sprint
|
Start
time
|
15
May
|
park
|
37
|
1:06.93
|
|
1:51.79
|
07:00
|
Just yesterday, I
wrote about the advantages of running on the ground rather than on the
pavement. The ground is softer, more pliable, spongier you might say, and easier on the knees. There is more give and the joints aren’t
stressed as much. I still believe this.
Today, however, I ‘ran
into’ a problem with this running surface; I tripped on an exposed root, or a
rock, or a hole, or something. Whatever
it was, I turned my ankle. When I did it, I exclaimed, “Ow! Fuck!” Other fitness
enthusiasts around me looked up from their bent backs with concern, or
disgust.
I slowed my pace,
even walking for a time. I was very near the end of my run, almost to the start
of the classic sprint. I walked to the starting line and began the ‘sprint’
even though I didn’t really sprint. I jogged, taking it easy so as not to annoy
my ankle too much. The result was not the slowest I have ever run the classic
sprint. That hallowed title goes to the time in March when I ran a 1:10 ‘sprint’
because of the pain in my thighs. I am
happy to say that the pain in the thighs has dissipated nearly entirely, and I
believe that my ankle will be fine soon.
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