Cheating

I cheated today, I couldn't help it. After a breakdown yesterday which included tears followed by a nap on the couch, I woke up this morning bound and determined to run. After all, I see the Dr tomorrow so wouldn't it be ok? I ran just under 4 miles. I'm sure in the eyes of the P.A. (I call her a Dr just because) that 4 miles is probably NOT OK. Oh well, I did it and I was happy. My speed was ok once I figured out that my legs weren't going to break out from underneath me. I ended up with just under a 10 minute mile pace. In my pre-injury days that would have been laughable. Now I consider it good. I tried using a longer stride, something I've always wanted to work on. This is my time to reinvent my running style.

How do the shins feel? They feel fine. There was some slight pain early in the morning but it resolved as the day went on. I did a P90X video when I got home. What's sad is that I worked out for 80 minutes today and I feel that it's not enough. My new minimum has become 2 hours a day.

My marathon medal frame is set to be delivered tomorrow. I'm exited to see it. It's going on the wall right above the T.V. My first half-marathon frame is going to look pretty shitty next to it. I will post pictures once it arrives.

OOHHH. I entered a triathlon. Did I blog that yet? I don't think so. It's April 18th, which is the day after my 33rd birthday. It's going to be quite cold in the ocean, and the biking is probably going to suck, which will make the running suck afterwards. When I'm done, I can cross it off my list. It's a .6 mile swim, 16 mile bike, and a 4 mile run. Wish me luck.

I'm off to find things to Ebay so that I can sign up for a triathlon training clinic. I've made a vow to stop spending so much money.