I think we all know that I love running. Doing other things feels a lot like I'm cheating on my beloved... it's something I don't want to do, and yet... I can't help it. I have to.
Three consecutive marathon training cycles has proven to be a bit much for my legs. My calves are painfully agonizing still... a month after the LA Marathon. My knees buckle after 5 mile runs. I'm sore for days after my runs. My PT says that it will pass, but more rehab work is needed... and less running is required to get there. Hearing that last week left me wrecked. Broken and sad. I had to back out of a race I wanted to do... more than I was admitting.
So... one of my best friends told me to take advantage of this time and do the other things I enjoy, but can't do when I'm in training mode...
The biggest of those? Hiking. I put it on the backburner before San Diego last year for fear of injuring myself. (Ha... the irony is stunning...)
Yesterday I took my daughter and niece up to Boulder for some fun on the trails. And I remembered why I love it so much. Ahhhh... it was amazing.
Today my legs were sore though... so, we hopped on our bikes and rode it out in the Garden of the Gods.
I'm a lucky girl. Colorado is nice. It's not California... but as you can see... it will do until I can get to the Golden Coast. :D
I guess not running will have a perk or two. For now...