Sheesh, I gotta throw something up here before everyone thinks I've died again, or something. So this'll just be really brief, for now . . .
I've continued with the running schedule, and am pretty much on target. I've been having a hard time hitting my time and tempo goals, but am close (always seem to be within 3 miles) of my weekly distance goals, so I'm relatively content with that. I may have over-reacted to the back thing, because after a day of drug-induced couch coma, I was pretty much totally healed, which is a little odd. I expected to suffer for at least a little while, but I woke up the next day feeling relatively normal. So who knows?
I ran a 10 mile run on Saturday, down in Marin, in between 12 hour night shifts. I don't think I'm quite ready for this, as my legs just went ppphhhhllfffffftttt at about 1 am and I really didn't even feel like moving at all. I guess as I get used to these longer distances I will be less affected by them, but right now 10 miles makes an impact. I should have gotten in another 2 3-mile runs while there, but I couldn't bear getting out of bed at anything other than the last minute so those plans were shelved.
Therefor, I'm looking at packing something like 25 miles into what remains of the week, and I'm not sure how I'm gonna make that happen. I should have gotten a run in today, but instead got an hour and a half massage -- lovely. I'm also headed out right now to yoga (I figured that would complement the massage better than that pesky 6 miler).
So hopefully I will put down all of these other activities and get up and RUN. Sound familiar?