Speedy Day. I woke up Friday morning feeling less creaky than usual and just slightly stiff. I was thinking today would be good for some 4-3-2-1 speedwork. I stretched a bit and jogged on over to the track. I did a 1600m, 1200m, 800m and 400m series with a lap or less jog between segments. My times were as good as they typically are: 7:50, 6:04, 3:56 and 1:48 so I was believing all systems were in good working order 8 days out from the next race.
WARNING. WARNING. Back Pain Ahead. Next thing I know, I get out of the car at work and my back feels like I'm strapped to a metal plate. I can't localize the source of the pain but I can't bend over. It hurts when I cough. It's verrrrry annoying. I took ibuprofin and put heat on it this morning. When I've warmed up by normal movement it doesn't hurt so much but I'm beginning to think that after the 12K next Saturday it'll be time to shut it down for a 2-week rest period. My body's talking to me. I can hear it.
Gentlemen. Start your engines. The Daytona 500 is about to begin. It's a celebrity showcase.