Uphill was great with minimum pain. Felt really good! Downhill, however, was a different story. I was pretty timid going downhill, and I really could not go fast on the rocky parts of the single track. Even the switchbacks were a little difficult. Any lateral movements were an exercise in pain management. I also had to remember to keep my step up high because being even a little lazy has caused me shooting pain in my ankle.
The best analogy I can make is that it felt like it was an annoying little chijuajua constantly biting my heel. At time he'd get a lucky shot in and pain would shoot up my leg.
After much discussion, it seems I'm going to back down on the Twin Peaks 50 miler and concentrate on 50/40 + 26.2.. And now it seems we're going to add Old Goat's 50 to that list! Boy, March is going to be one heck of a month.. but you only turn 40 once :)
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