Ughh, minor injury alert

Running
Session last night was in Fawker Park, 8 by 300 mtre with 300 mtre float. I don't mind the continuous session because it keeps the momentum going. The track was probably about 300 mtres and my splits were pretty good. I also popped off the track at fast rep 5 for some water because it was a hot dry night and I was parched. I muffed up taking the splits a bit but the fast sets started around 61, held at about 58 and finished with a 55.

Now, no running today, SHOCK! HORROR!, why? You all know by now how I hate to admit a weakness......but I pulled up sore in the arch/heel of my right foot last night. That is part of the reason I didn't blog last night, after shuffling back to Fed Square and driving home I was in a foul mood. It took me 25 minutes to get from Fawkner to my car, was not happy. Anyway, it's my own fault, I think I should have retired my current pair of Brooks about 50Km ago. Trying them on tonight and comparing the feel to a new pair the support is well and truly shot. So Monday night was their last run, IF I ever do any gardening they will be gardening shoes.

So attempting to be sensible I didn't even think of doing my 14Km run tonight, didn't even bring the gear so I wouldn't be tempted. Instead opted for 60 minutes on the exercise bike, B O R I N G and very hard on my bum. Still, 26.5 Kms and I used the interval program to help keep the heart rate up and was better than doing nothing. I have been icing and applying the anti inflammatory cream all day, hopefully it will come good by tomorrow. I won't whinge, just found out today one of the Ausrunners has a stressie and is taking it remarkably well, I would feel guilty if I started sooking about maybe missing a couple of runs.

My real Mo Bro
I have obtained a couple of default Mo Bro's this month who have all gotten the lip fuzz going in the name of charity. But I would like to take the opportunity to unleash my real Mo Bro on blogland. Looking very much like a dodgy 70s vacuum cleaner salesman this is my baby bro in his mustachioed glory, as he said to me, I can't run a Marathon, but I can grow a Mo for charity. People are always commenting how much we look alike, I have to agree, though I don't have a Mo and I am a wee bit prettier :-)



With plenty of time to think while peddling away this afternoon I realised something, I am hungry, really hungry. And not for a meal (well, that goes without saying really), but for my running goals. I can't wait to run for AV next year and I am so excited about getting stuck in and trying to get some good times on the road in the coming 12 months. I WILL run a sub 21 minute 5km, I WILL run a sub 45 minute 10km and I WILL run a sub 100 minute half marathon, I WILL do what it takes. Woo Hoo, Fire in the Belly :-)