Ok, let's get the inevitable out of the way. I live in San Diego. Yes. It's gorgeous right now and yes I feel guilty about it. I cringe when I see a friend has posted another incredible sunset. I was there to enjoy it. I know how gorgeous it was and how the pink, purples, oranges and reds lit up the sky. I was the one who sat at Swamii's Beach and decided to abandon a run and just melt into the bench, watching the show before my eyes. Unable to separate myself from the moment. Ugh. Sorry…living in California isn't that great though. Well, despite the weather anyway. For instance…
despite the fact that my dear friend lives just steps from the beach, she can't get a new microwave oven. Hey, it's expensive to live here. We pay three times the amount for a home so we have ghetto microwave ovens and
we use lots of duct tape so our furniture lasts longer.
Hey…SNOW or using our imagination and duct tape. You decide. We already have.
Speaking of warm weather, Boston training officially began a few days ago. I have a sort of calm and didactic approach to Boston this year. I know I will be there. I have been off of steady training since my ultra in November. December was a mix of massages, acupuncture, random easy runs, SUNSETS, and just running by feel. Somewhere in there I realized that my hip and left leg were STILL sore from the race and not responding to much of anything…even rest. So, I have been doing a lot of stretching, yoga and am seeing a specialist again this week. It is possible to run through this and even train for a marathon. At 48 years old, we call it MANAGEMENT. I just manage pain through lots of RECOVERY and stretching. I've done this for the past three marathons and still improved my times but I DO NEED to seek some help from a specialist this week just to recover for good from my nasty left leg issues. Done.
So, yesterday was my first 12 miler and the end of my first week of Boston training. I'm excited and hopeful for the spring.
Wishing everyone WARMER weather, nice sunsets and healthy training in the New Year!
Sparkle Pants, my daughter and I during the holidays!! Can you believe he's already 4 1/2??