When I was a baby, I liked to be bounced up and down. That might be why I like running. There’s something rhythmic about bounding down the trail. My left foot has been feeling much better, so I ran for 10 minutes on the treadmill yesterday, and it was indeed awesome. I have missed the running. I’ve missed that rhythm. I finished up the last 20 minutes on the elliptical so as not to overdo it. I can’t afford to injure myself again before the half-marathon.
I was a bit worried on Sunday because my left knee felt weird. At the rate these things were happening, I thought I’d soon be reporting that the left side of my body had fallen off and I was going to rename this blog “A Fourth of Me.” Thankfully the knee feels fine today too, so we’re back in business.
All this means I didn’t go for my training run with my group on Saturday morning, but I’ll hopefully be back out there this Saturday. Just in time for the 1 hour 45 minute run! Um, yay? I doubt I’ll do that whole distance. I’ll see how my foot’s feeling and go with that. I don’t know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but even though I’ve missed several group runs I still haven’t missed a Saturday morning with lovely weather. Even though it’s warmer, it’s still been gloomy or rainy. Before that it was always snowy or icy. There has yet to be one really nice morning for a run. This is a city where I had to scrape frost off of my car on Easter morning. I’ve lived here for several years, but I can’t remember a winter this long. I don’t know if my memory is just bad or if the cold starts to grate on you after several years or if this is indeed a really, long winter. I do know that it is officially spring now and I’d like to see some God damn roses on the side of the trail that I can stop to smell.