I ran a little over 5 miles today. My foot was ok. The first mile wasn’t fun, but it loosened up. My gait felt lopsided, like my right leg has been doing more than it’s share of the work this past week.
I took it easy, but this is what worried me: it wasn’t really that easy.
This was my slowest run in a very long time. Granted, this was a rolling hills route, but I felt less than spry.
I don’t know what this means, but I hope to get some of my oomph back before my half marathon.
After my run, walking doesn’t feel so swell. Time to Rest, Ice, Compress & Elevate. Yippee. My worrying is irritating the hell out of me. It doesn’t make for much fun writing. I bore myself, lol.
I’m hanging in Vermont this weekend. It’s cooler weather here than at home. My son says he is going to try to call me today. We’ll see. Friday night at college, and you’re gonna call mom? Unless he needs money, I won’t hold my breath.