Apr 21, 2017
After my 12 hour 114 km run last August, I ended up with a slightly sore heel. It was nothing much, but I regularly felt a bit of a sting down around the very bottom of the heel. This persisted for many months while I was taking it easy. Strangely, it completed disappeared for a couple of weeks from the moment I ran the King Island 32 km race.
Usually injuries get better when you rest and worse when you race. This one did the opposite. And, as I rested for a few weeks after the most recent race, the issue started to reappear. Yesterday, however, I ran a 1 km circuit in 3:31 (just to keep my speed from fading too much), and the heel problem has disappeared again. It seems that running fast causes the issue to go away, and resting allows it to reappear. Very odd.
Anyhow, I felt very comfortable running the 1 km in that time. I really don’t need to do much in the way of speed work ahead of the 250 km six day stage race in the Simpson Desert, but I will continue to do something as simple as a 1 km time trial once per week. I’ve always found that a little speed benefits a runner, even if they’re only training for a very slow paced race.
This photo was taken in the studios of a Phoenix TV station during my run around the world. Just before this, a similar interview screened featuring Joe Nicholls, a leading US country musician. A few weeks ago I told the story of how the girls met Joe in the green room during my interview (Carmel too this photo of the TV monitor while in the green room) and they had no idea who he was. Scroll back to that post if you want to be refreshed as to the story. It was quite funny.
On This Day
Apr 21, 2012
Distance today = 52.43 km; Total distance = 5366.86 km; Location = Poncha Pass Summit, Colorado – 38 28.335′ N, 106 05.265′ W; Start time = 0819, Finish time = 1608
Today I passed one of the weirdest signs I’ve ever seen, in a little town called Villa Grove. On the front of the local butcher shop, in very official sign-writing, it read “Hippies Must Use Back Entrance – No Exceptions”. What the…………??????????
I began the day in Saguache (pronounced Sar-watch), a town that deserves a mention. It’s a lovely little place, with a very friendly diner/bakery, but the thing that stands out is the theatre. Owned by Chrissie (I hope I got the spelling right) and decked out in Art Deco style, it hosts live theatre performances on a regular basis, staged by a theatre company made up of locals. Tonight they are putting on a stage production of Titanic, which sounds like a titanic achievement in itself. I would have loved to be there to see how they deal with the sinking ship scene, but I’ve had to run on. Good luck to them – I hope the theatre and the company continue to have great success.
Today’s running consisted pretty much of one long climb. I finished the day at the summit of the Poncha Pass, at 2,756 metres (9,042 feet) in elevation. This is the highest I’ve been so far in the run around the world. It’s 110 metres higher than the Col du Galibier, one of the most feared climbs in the Tour de France. It’s also higher than all but one pass in Europe, the Col de la Bonnette, and it’s only 46 metres lower than that. But, don’t despair, I expect to go even higher in the days to come.
Off now to have a Saturday night drink at a picturesque bar on the banks of the local river. Ahhh, the joys of journey running!!!
Apr 21, 2013
Distance today = 50.80 km; Total distance = 19,767.73 km; Location = Kecskemet, Hungary – 46 54.537′ N, 19 41.533′ E; Start time = 0846, Finish time = 1655
We had a final dinner last night with Jo, Dave, Sue, and Greg (The Hud), and this morning, bid them farewell. They’ll all be back in Sydney by the end of the week, but we’ll be seeing them again in June. The guys really helped me with the running this past week. Both of them ran more in one week than they have for decades.
I began my run in the small town of Kakucs, under more cloudless blue skies. It seems like the weather is trying to make up for what it put me through earlier. Today’s high was 29 C.
It was another very flat day, as I made my way through green Hungarian farming country. I was on a dirt road for a while, then found a cycle trail for about 13 km, although this disappeared for the final 12 km.
It appears the Hungarians love their motorcycles. I saw numerous very fast bikes, clearly going far above the speed limit, some of them even on one wheel. I would estimate that two of them were doing about 250 kph on the freeway, as I passed over the top on the flyover.
It feels good to now be more than three-quarters the way to the finish of my world run. The last quarter will feel like the last lap of a track race – still some work to do, but the finish line will soon be in sight.