Ouch

Ouch

Regrettably my left (not right) arch was the main casualty of yesterday’s fartlek/tempo. It does feel stressed.

This meant all I could do today was a 12k plod around the water. The first 8k was with a Striders guy (Greg) who hijacked my solo run – not that I minded. Saw him off at Barangaroo and was then picked up by the Telstra guys (Champ, Gary, Luke) who helped me get to 12k around the Macquarie Building.

By then my foot was sore and I was not interested in seeing what happens after 60 min. These niggles are very annoying.

12k all up.

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