Killing Me Slowly
Among the problems I think I have (because I can't prove it, but the general opinion is that it is a problem and that I do have it), is a tight/sensitive Achilles tendon. I may have mentioned this last year as one of my track injuries. It mainly came out last Fall during cross-country, after a hard work-out which I never really recovered from. The most recent injury to it, and the reason I realized what was wrong, was from running to school instead of walking. Without stretching.
After our mock track meet Thursday (as in, 8 days ago), it began to yet again flare up. I really shouldn't have run until Wednesday, but I did lightly. So naturally, they were still flared last night (Thursday). Today was a track meet. I was to do long jump, but due to the likeliness of injury, I didn't want to do it until after I ran the 1600 metre race (my race).
So naturally, I had to jump before then. After I one awful attempt (somehow I miscounted my steps and...yeah...ugh), I was done and in painish. Seemingly enough to not let me run. A talk with my mom just make be snap into tears. It was lame. Because no one of my issues was enough to drive me there, but with enough of them combining forces.
It was better of icing the offending limb (darnedit, I'm not mean to them) and talking to my favorite coach. Even though I've lost some respect for him he's still one of my key role models in the athletic world. And I did end up running. Pretty darn well, too. 6 minutes, 44.47 seconds. And I did end up running in the 4x400 relay. *dance* Oh, and I'm dumping jumping permanently.
Why does the US have to have its own measuring system and have it's own way to spell the metric units?
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