I’m not categorising this post as “Injury Time”. I’m not injured. I repeat. I am not injured.
I have a thing. A hamstring thing. It’s not painful, it’s not pulled, it’s… I don’t know. It’s basically tense. Like I’m tensing it all the time. And I suppose I am, but I’m trying not to. Though the more I think about it the tenser it gets.
Argh.
I asked the physio about it on Friday. “Should I get one of those foam roller things everyone has?”, I asked. “No”, he said, “they’re no good for hamstrings”.
So, there’s nothing I can do. I’m stretching it but, short of crouching at my desk or touching my toes mid-meeting, I can’t stretch it all the time.
I’m giving it a whole 36 hours between runs, to see if that helps. 6 miles yesterday morning were uncomfortable, verging on unpleasant. Intervals tonight, and hard ones at that (6 x 800m). Oo, I think these might qualify as Yasso 800s.
Hamstring heaven or hamstring hell? We shall see.
Not a Jogger 