Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Whoaa Where Did the Time Go?

I originally went into summer saying, "Isn't it great that we really have no set plans?" and then came June! So sorry I have been missing, but here is a quick recap of what I have been up to. I spent Memorial Day weekend at home with Nick, as he had just gotten back from a business trip. We got in some pool time and just relaxed. Then I had an amazing trip to Boston/Cape Cod with some of my best girlfriends. And man, what a blast that was. We seem to always walk away with some amazing stories when we all get together. Last weekend we had our friends and their 6 month old come to visit and we spent the weekend eating, drinking and playing with the baby. Now all while this was happening Nick began to demo our kitchen so for the past week and half I have been cooking on my kitchen table and cleaning dishes in our guest bedroom. Which should bring you guys up to date.

Now, since this is a training blog, I can't leave that stuff out. While all of the above was happening I have also been getting in some good training. Since I had some ITB issues in my last race I decided to pass on the half iron at the end of the month, so my next race is an Olympic in July. I may try to drop a sprint in if a can, but it all depends if I can find one. The issue is that the ITB problems I have been having have not gone away. It rears it's ugly head every once in a while. For instance this weekend I had a 1:30 ZR ride and a 1:10 Z1/Z2 run. I decided I would keep the run in Z1 to see if my ITB would be ok. I made it :53 until I had to stop due to the nagging pain in knee. But there are other times, where I have totally pain free runs. So what gives?

I have been doing all the "right" things. I got new shoes, a foam roller for home and have starting icing it every day. The last thing I am going to do is make a massage appointment for 1 hour of torture. But it is starting to worry me a bit. I can't have this bothering me all season, it is just too frustrating. I love being able to log some time in my running shoes. It keeps me sane. But I can't keep doing it if I end up having to stop before I am ready to be done each time I attempt it.

I am going to head out this morning to see how it feels. If I end up back here before I planned to be, and you hear a strange noise outside that might be someone screaming in frustration, it is me!

Fingers and toes crossed....here I go!

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