I tried to convince myself that I was running slow and quitting early because of the weather. Today we got a reprieve from the heat and humidity and I went out for a long run. At 6 miles, my right heel and ankle were hurting and I was limping badly by 10; I slogged through 16 in 2:35. Retirement's looking good again.
For those wondering (both of you), there's bony growths on the heel that need to be surgically shaved off and a bursa probably needs to be removed. There's arthritis in the ankle and, while a handful of painkillers might make running easier, it's going to get worse until the joint just wears out. Careers end with a whimper, not a bang...
I got an invitation to join someone (local ultrarunners will need only one guess who) on a trip to the Leadville 100, Angeles Crest 100 and then a rim-to-rim-to-rim run at the Grand Canyon all in about 10 days. I had to say no.
I'm in "one of those moods" again, thinking I'll write my final thoughts on marathon training and then pull the plug on the blog, the training and whatever else goes with it.
Nice day, though.
Why am I alive with a long road ahead!
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