Well, for the first time since January I wasn't even thinking of the achilles when running that pace. But then on the 6th rep it started to tighten a little. Started the 7th rep before my head told me to cut it at that, and live to fight another day. So stopped after 50m and jogged back to the office.
10km all up. Achilles good this evening. Sorry it's boring, but exciting for me.
Dinner tonight at the BFC before Dad and Liz head back to Blighty tomorrow:
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Good to see your dad looking really well Tom. Say Hi from me!
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