Training Log Archive: blairtrewin

An earlier-than-usual start. Steady early, seemed to be drifting out of it a bit later but did find something for the end. I'd rather be running, but that's going to have to wait for a bit.

Like yesterday, heard words at an intersection on the way home, but this time it was someone trying to convince people to repent (accompanied by someone else handing out leaflets to the same effect).

C • Repent? 1

Morning session based on Merri Creek. Fairly similar session to the last two with a bit of minor niggle most of the way which became a little more prominent on the few small climbs. It will be my last run for a bit, though, because the physio (who I saw tonight) is not entirely comfortable with my progress and wants me to back off running for a week or so, so I'll be taking to the bike and the pool for the time being - hopefully that will be a short-term phase, if only because I suspect Geneva in February is a suboptimal cycling environment (even if I can get hold of a decent bike).

Riding home, someone pulled up next to me at traffic lights and opened their window. I was wondering what I'd done to upset them and was preparing for a torrent of abuse, so I was a little taken aback when what he actually said was "you have really good calves". (Given the trouble I've had with them in recent months I'm not sure I'd agree with that). They do look more impressive than they actually are, partly a legacy of my 2002 compartment syndrome surgery.

C • really good calves 2

At Fitzroy, after having had something resembling a proper night's sleep for the first time in four nights. This was the first session with the new flotation belt and I haven't quite got it set up right to fit in the right place (given it's more buoyant than the last one), which resulted in a bit of chafing. Not a bad session though.

This morning's IOF session was even earlier than yesterday's (starting at 5). This meant in turn that I was ready to run earlier on Sunday than I normally would be (except on really hot days), being out on the streets by 7 on a gorgeous morning. Hamstring was at niggle level throughout (a bit worse on the few hills) but didn't seem to be impeding me at all - perhaps I was just enjoying myself in the nice conditions.

It's fairly full-on at work at the moment (I'm trying to get a project finished before heading off on 6 February), and I've worked through this weekend - my one concession to its being a weekend was stopping off at one of Fairfield's numerous cafes on the way to the station. (The plus is that you get more done with no distractions, the minus is that the view out over the bay on a sunny day is a constant reminder of what you're missing out on). I've probably got at least one more such weekend, perhaps two, to look forward to - may well end up going close to a month without a proper day off.

Early start after an IOF Foot Commission meeting. Decided to try running again even though I hadn't seen many signs of improvement when sitting down or doing other activities which aggravate it. Worked out more or less OK - noticed a bit of a niggle, but nothing which got in the way of running too much. Made sure I chose a dead flat course - will give it a few days before testing myself on anything more ambitious, given past experience with this injury.

Didn't sleep terribly well overnight, mostly because heavy rain was forecast and I was paranoid that I'd have leaks again like after Christmas (although in reality, the rain rate was probably closer to 0.2mm/minute than the 2mm/minute we got in that event).

The serious rain had cleared by the time I got to the pool, but it was still showery enough to keep most people away. The plan was a pool running session but when I got there I discovered the belt wasn't in the car - must have left it behind the last time I did such a session - so a swim it was instead. Reasonably steady session although drifted out of it a bit at the end.

Recording a video interview on bushfires and climate change took a couple of hours out of my morning, so it was a bit of a pity that it doesn't seem to have seen the light of day - presumably overtaken by events (the reporter who recorded it turned out to be on the scene at Bourke Street a couple of hours later). The events of the afternoon were very sad, and so was the willingness of too many people to jump to conclusions about them in the absence of any evidence, or to use the tragedy as an opportunity to push their political barrow - whether it related to guns (Leyonhjelm), law and order (Hinch) or Muslims (too many to mention).

Morning hit-out on the Yarra Boulevard, feeling as inadequate as I often do at this venue. Felt very sleepy to start with (wouldn't have been the easiest of runs, I suspect, despite the excellent conditions), but gradually picked up.