For the past 24 weeks (if I counted right) I've spent my Wednesday nights at the track. So where did I go this Wednesday night? Well, the track of course!
Except, with a twist. Track with the group is over (sadly) but I finally managed to do something I'd thought about all summer: run from my house to the track and then back home.
I wanted to get in 6 miles and I knew it was 3 miles from my house to the track if I followed the route I'd taken on my bike a few times. So I strapped on my reflective gear and left the headphones at home and headed out.
My goal was to do 6 miles at a 10:00 pace and I hit it directly on the head. Of course, that doesn't mean it was easy. Oh no. For some reason this run felt tough. My knee was fine but my legs felt like concrete and my breathing never did feel easy. Perhaps I overdid it a bit on Monday and Tuesday? Perhaps I didn't fuel right during the day (work has been a little crazy these past few days)? Who knows. Still I did my 6 miles at the pace I wanted and I got to see a few new streets as a result.
On Thursday I went to the gym and did 30 minutes on the stepmill followed by 30 minutes of strength training and ab work. Oh, I also raked leaves. Let's just say my obliques haven't quite forgiven me.
And what about my knee? The doctor wrote me a prescription for physical therapy if I want to go. She thinks my meniscus might be slightly inflamed and said we can do an MRI if the PT doesn't make it better. So far, though, it's behaving itself so we'll see.
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