Woke up this morning and gingerly padded around the house wondering if the calf is totally knackered or just a moderately angry. It felt tight and knotty. Clearly no running today, and maybe even not for a couple of weeks. The big question is can I ride a bike. If I can’t then this will put a serious dent in my plans, and at 6:30am this was very feeling doubtful. A few months ago my GP had given me a nice big box of painkillers for a knee problem. His comment that I would probably need a big box considering the ironman at my age was spot on. So I dosed up on them and headed out to work.
All day it gradually eased but was still painful if I stretched my calf. Finally I arrived home changed into my lucky bike shorts, pulled on my compression socks and climbed onto the bike. Gently as first then after 15 minutes with a little more gusto I peddled away waiting for a massive explosion as my calf swore at me and my stupidity.
What relief, no pain, I even managed to get up to 32 mph without falling off!
So provide that things don’t go horribly wrong after a nights sleep, I can at least train on the bike. Tomorrow I will swim to see if I can kick, (if I can’t then it is back to the pull buoy). This means that until my calf mends I could possible up the hours swimming to fill in when I should be running. That will give me 2 out of the 3 so at least my fitness shouldn’t suffer. Fingers crossed for tomorrow.
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