|Cross training with the family in Austria|
Kelly keeps bugging me on why I haven't written on my blog and how annoying it is when people start a blog and then don't keep it up so here I am once again. And though they have nothing to do with my running or what I am writing about below I put in a bunch of Europe photos since I haven't been taking very many running pics lately and besides Europe is the best!
So much has happened since my last post many moons ago. Let's see... how many injuries from running can I discuss in tedious detail. Hip, ouch that one hurt, sharp and also dull. Visits to the primary care doc and to the physical therapist and lots of focused exercises on my butt and the hip is surprisingly and happily much better. And the plantar's fasciitis, again, involved the primary care doctor and the podiatrist and lots of exercises and stretching and also has almost completely disappeared. And now my big toe hurts but I am pretty sure that will get better too.
|I loved running in the morning in the streets of Paris|
|Mummies at the British Museum|
It probably seem ridiculous to non runners. Why do this when one injury seems to pop up just as another resolves? Oh, and then all the mornings of waking up at 4:30 or 5:00 to get a 6 mile run in the dark before work starts. How is that fun? And then there are the aches and all the time spent rolling my muscles and taking epsom salt baths or even better taking ice baths.
|Somebody photo bombed my selfie at the Louvre!|
All of this just to run 26.2 miles. Twenty six point two long miles.
|Taking a break on a long bike ride|
|Nutella on a waffle as a bribe to visit Westminster Abbey|
The best thing I have done though was to get a coach. I, honestly, think I would have quit this quest by now if it wasn't for her help. She has guided me through the aches and pains. And every day she has a training run set out for me in detail. Last week I ran a total of 49.3 miles. I never thought I would run that much. And we are just starting to up the ante as we get closer to the big day. The Carlsbad Marathon, January 18, 2015. Five days after I turn 50.
|At The Lion King, which was AWESOME!|
|As seen on my run in Vienna|
But first a lot more miles in the dark, on the track, on the trails and around the neighborhood. And I will also be doing a couple of half marathons (Silver Strand this weekend) before Carlsbad. I just pray not too many more injuries come up before then. I hope my 49 year 10 month old body can make it as the miles pile up.
|I love these boys!!|