My ingenious body has succeeded in lulling me into a false sense of security. Having enjoyed really great feeling runs lately, today I sprang onto the treadmill expecting great things and **BANG** my little fluffy cloud disappeared.
I had bought some new running stuff the day before, tees and shorts and some compression socks. The label said “running” compression socks so I thought I’d try them.
I set off doing Jeff Galloway’s training, a 25 minute run. For a start I had everything, the TM and the app, set slightly too fast and I felt that I just couldn’t keep up, so I slowed it down a little. I was still running at 11.2 kph. It was a bad start to the run because I just felt I’d run off too fast and that just kills me. I have to ease into running!
Then after maybe half a k my thighs started to tighten up. It felt as if they weighed a ton and I was really starting to struggle. Not long after my calves tightened too and I was heading into shin splint territory again!
Not phased, I tried to look at it logically. I ran fine on Monday. What was different? The treadmill for one, but previous runs on the treadmill had been fine. That only left the gear I was wearing and more specifically the socks!! I rolled them down and tried again. Instant relief. I reckon the socks were recovery only (and wore them all night to prove it!) However, it was already too late. I was tired; the damage had been done.
I was hoping to get a bit closer to 5k than I did. The app told me I’d covered 4.66k in 31 minutes. My treadmill told me I’d done 5.2k in 34 mins, but that included 6 minutes of warm up/cool down. Meh. Whatever I did, I know I won’t be wearing those socks again until after my run!
Onwards and upwards people!