The Best of Times, the Worst of Times; On Listening To Your Body
Snowshoe racing season is over, and I didn’t get a single race in. That really bums me out. My hamstring injury is my own fault for violating the first rule of running: Listen to your body.
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Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
We enjoyed the sunset last night while looking out over our spring pond, and watching countless flocks of geese fly north. It's such a nice time of year, lots of sun and warming up, but still no bugs.
It's been amazing to get out running with shorts on. I've graduated myself out of the gym and am back to all running again. It helps to have the soft, smooth Cataraqui Trail free of snow now. My plan is to hold the mileage steady at around 6-7 hours per week of easy effort and adjust to that fully before increasing anything.
I think it's a reasonable plan, but it's hard to not overanalyze every little ache right now. Just like going into a race you have to trust the training, I guess with coming off an injury you have to trust the healing.
Also from last night, Siku looking serious moments before being pounced on by Jesse (in the background).