Yesterday, about a half-mile into my run, a cramp tore through my left calf. It felt like something vital had been torn. In my 40+ years of running, I’ve never cramped while in the middle of a run. Side-stitches, heat exhaustion, dehydration, and even tripping on flat sidewalk and scraping the hell out of my knee are all things that have happened.
Cramping so bad I could barely walk back to the locker room was a first.
Apparently, my limp was so pronounced, and my face such a rictus of pain, a very nice young lady stopped and asked if I was having a “heart attack or something”.