Might be an issue, might not
Today's run: 6.8 miles of General Aerobic at 8:50 pace and VO2 Max workout of 5 x 600 m
Last night's softball game involved a few short sprints -- to beat out a grounder, to convert an outfield hit into a triple, etc. On one or two of those sprints, I felt something in the upper upper hamstring on my left leg.
Today, as I began my warm up run before the track workout as slowly as I could, I felt most of the left leg feeling a bit lame. Unfortunately, this feeling of lamness waxed and waned, instead of just fading as I got warm. Also unfortunately, I had to use a bathroom, and I was mistaken about my notion that a bathroom was not far down the road on my initial, intended route down MLK.
I was supposed to add a mile anyway, but I was going to do so as a cool down after the track session. Instead, I looped around the Great Highway (very nice view of the ocean) to where I knew there was a bathroom, and came back.
My heart rate stayed exceptionally low (averaged 141), and I am astonished I wasn't running over 9:00/mile.
The track session started fine, though I didn't push as hard as I did last week, and it showed on the splits. I was pleased, however, that I was keeping closer to my target pace, instead of wildly erring underneath it. One time, I hit the target exactly:
These 600m sprints (if you can call it that) just don't seem that hard. Count that in the column of evidence that my 10K pace is probably around the pace I raced on that DSE race, not what I did Saturday.
I am a bit worried about the leg. Tomorrow, I'll be running in Santa Clara again. Maybe it'll have the same healing qualities it had last time.
Last night's softball game involved a few short sprints -- to beat out a grounder, to convert an outfield hit into a triple, etc. On one or two of those sprints, I felt something in the upper upper hamstring on my left leg.
Today, as I began my warm up run before the track workout as slowly as I could, I felt most of the left leg feeling a bit lame. Unfortunately, this feeling of lamness waxed and waned, instead of just fading as I got warm. Also unfortunately, I had to use a bathroom, and I was mistaken about my notion that a bathroom was not far down the road on my initial, intended route down MLK.
I was supposed to add a mile anyway, but I was going to do so as a cool down after the track session. Instead, I looped around the Great Highway (very nice view of the ocean) to where I knew there was a bathroom, and came back.
My heart rate stayed exceptionally low (averaged 141), and I am astonished I wasn't running over 9:00/mile.
The track session started fine, though I didn't push as hard as I did last week, and it showed on the splits. I was pleased, however, that I was keeping closer to my target pace, instead of wildly erring underneath it. One time, I hit the target exactly:
- 2:22
- 2:19
- 2:21
- 2:24 (on target)
- 2:22
These 600m sprints (if you can call it that) just don't seem that hard. Count that in the column of evidence that my 10K pace is probably around the pace I raced on that DSE race, not what I did Saturday.
I am a bit worried about the leg. Tomorrow, I'll be running in Santa Clara again. Maybe it'll have the same healing qualities it had last time.
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