I decided to do some stair training today.
Yesterday I had gone on the treadmill for ten minutes. My ankle actually looked better after the run than before. There is still a little pain, and it is swollen at times. But I have to get back into training. There isn’t much time left before the big race.
So I did 16 sets of a staircase into the river valley known for having 100 steps. (And there is a small escarpment I have to go over on the way back that has seven steps.) I noticed a few things about it.
The ninth set is one of the easiest, because that is the first one after the halfway mark. You feel better because you know that every step you do now is one you won’t have to do again. (The logic is very shaky, but then your brain isn’t really working at that point.) The hardest set is the tenth as you realize you still have a long way to go.
I actually noticed that the trips down started to get harder than the trips up. You have to brake constantly, but it might also be imagination is making you dread what is coming up worse than it actually is.
Anyway, my legs feel like rubber.