My right knee and Achilles were less painful than I expected as I went through my exercise routine and when I eventually set out on my planned 10km run I was also moving better than expected, though very slowly.
|Copacabana (Copa) at top and McMasters Beach at bottom|
I plodded along on my own run, thinking how fine the line was between fitness and injury, but you can’t afford to back off every time you get a niggle. My own niggles didn’t seem to be getting any worse, but I was tiring quickly despite my slow pace, and decided that I would not run up Avoca Steps to avoid over-stretching fatigued muscles. I never walk up Avoca Steps, so this was a big concession to injury risk for me, and perhaps a sign of maturity at last. Or, maybe it was just that I was too tired to contemplate that tough climb this morning.
I finished the run in a little over an hour, and although I didn’t feel too bad, wondered about the wisdom of another long run programmed for tomorrow. I decided to leave it until this evening to decide. I want to stick with my plan, but obviously don’t want to run a higher than necessary risk of injury.