Keeping On Keeping On
That's me. Not running as I'd like to be running (fast! free! gloriously!), but running, nevertheless. It's been a while since I caught up in this space, so here I am, committed to doing that--even if my post is short and slightly south of the apex on the sweetness meter.
I am continuing to train for the Oakland half, which is March 24. My running is almost exclusively in LA, where most days you'll find me still doing the granny-nanny two-step. My hip/piriformis/SI joint/name your hip pain here is still with me, but treatment by a chiropractic wizard plus some determined stretching and strengthening on my part have kept me on the roads.
This morning it was 8 miles (two weeks ago I did 10, then last week 6.25), most of it along Wilshire Boulevard in the predawn darkness. The broad streets of LA are actually perfect for early runs--they're clean, they're light, they're empty. And they provide a breather every now and then in the form of a red light lasting up to 30 seconds. Their main drawback for me is that the concrete sidewalks are mighty hard. When I'm doing a street run I also try to run through Westwood Park and take a quick tour of the VA center grounds, just to give my joints a brief respite.
Next Sunday I'll do 10; the Sunday after that I'll be in Pocatello, Idaho, where the predawn temps have been hovering around 2 degrees Farenheit. I'll let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, may all your runs be sweet and may all your dawns be glorious! Now breathe on--
I am continuing to train for the Oakland half, which is March 24. My running is almost exclusively in LA, where most days you'll find me still doing the granny-nanny two-step. My hip/piriformis/SI joint/name your hip pain here is still with me, but treatment by a chiropractic wizard plus some determined stretching and strengthening on my part have kept me on the roads.
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| Do we love it that the days are getting longer, even though it's still January? One reason to run early is to experience the wonder of a.m. light. Nothing sweeter to a morning person like me. |
This morning it was 8 miles (two weeks ago I did 10, then last week 6.25), most of it along Wilshire Boulevard in the predawn darkness. The broad streets of LA are actually perfect for early runs--they're clean, they're light, they're empty. And they provide a breather every now and then in the form of a red light lasting up to 30 seconds. Their main drawback for me is that the concrete sidewalks are mighty hard. When I'm doing a street run I also try to run through Westwood Park and take a quick tour of the VA center grounds, just to give my joints a brief respite.
Next Sunday I'll do 10; the Sunday after that I'll be in Pocatello, Idaho, where the predawn temps have been hovering around 2 degrees Farenheit. I'll let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, may all your runs be sweet and may all your dawns be glorious! Now breathe on--
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