Little by little, I've started to build up some kind of winter training regime, with some cycling, weights work in the gym, and tentative steps on the track. But since it's summer, the lure of competition is irresistible.
On 12 June, I turned up at a Vets match and after carefully ensuring that I could take off without impact to the dodgy foot, I competed in the high jump. With a season's best equalling 1.40, I managed 2nd in the M50, and left with a big smile.
On 17 June the entire Fleet & Crookham AC athletics contingent turned up for a Southern Athletics League match. That is, all three of us, all with some kind of injury, and needing to officiate two events and compete in around 16 of them. It was a roasting Sunday, and after arriving at the Winchester track we carefully placed our bags under a shady tree and began our travails. For me, it went something like this:
- High Jump (1.35)
- Hammer (16.41)
- Shot (6.something)
- Officiate women's javelin
- Javelin (24.58)
- Officiate women's triple jump
- 1500m (6:38.7 - thankfully recorded under someone else's name, which will teach him not to get injured)
- Discus (18.46)
- And then return to the shady tree, 4 hours after we'd put the bags there.
I now have a Fleet & Crookham vest permanently etched onto my back, despite the application of sun cream. Not much reward for 6 mediocre performances.
Back on the training track again this week, the long slog to regain fitness begins. At least there's some encouragement from my session last night: 3 sets of 3x300. 2 minutes between each rep, 5 minutes between each set. I managed to complete the session, averaging around 62-63 s. Ideally they'd all be below 60, but at least I have a starting point to work from.
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