I hope that if you were off on Memorial Day you enjoyed it!
If you had to work..I hope It was a quiet, pleasant day.
I woke up at the butt crack of dawn, aka 6am, to get in a run before we headed down to Tampa for a fun-filled day of fishing.
My plans were to run on the treadmill, since Sunday mornings run was less than stellar. But when I looked at the thermometer it said 66, so I decided to take it outside. I wore shorts & a sports bra since I was pretty sure the traffic would be zero at that hour of the morning (I was right, except for one guy outside stretching on his balcony. Not sure if had clothes on, I tried not to stare.)
The weather was decent, but the run sucked. I had plans for 3 miles because I didn’t have time for more, but my knee had other plans. It started to hurt so I headed back home at 2 miles. not cool.
2mi, 18:44, 9:22 pace
I got an e-mail from Dailymile yesterday, they told me I ran 12 miles last week. Whoa. That’s the highest mileage I’ve run in one week in a while and I think my knee is angry about it. I didn’t do any crazy runs this week, I didn’t even run over 3 miles(lame).
Today is my last day of physical therapy and I’m not sure how to feel about it. On one hand, I’m happy because $90/wk is not my idea of a good time. On the other hand, I’m frustrated because the pain is not completely gone. Maybe it will never be completely gone? Maybe I just need to run w/ KT Tape forever?
In other news: I just registered for the Women’s Running Magazine, St. Pete Half-Marathon.
I’m sure you are baffled by this news since 2 paragraphs ago I was whining about a 2 mile run that included knee pain.
Peer pressure made me do it.
Are you registered for any Fall/Winter races yet?
The group that I run with when i’m not injured registered a Team for this half so that’s pretty much why I decided to run. I didn’t have such a great race last year at this event. Hopefully this knee crap will get situated and I’ll have a more successful race.
I know you are dying to know what we did for Memorial Day?
Chris spent most of his day like this:
In his defense, it was really quite rough this morning. I heard my Dad say 3-4ft seas. Not sure about the wind, but I promise ya, it was blowin’
Then Chris & Jeremy did this:
It worked. For about 10 minutes. Poor Chris, being sea sick is not fun. Especially when you are 25 miles from shore or 1.5-2hrs from the marina. Not fun.
The wind & wave finally died down and he was able to enjoy some of the trip.
The fishing wasn’t as great as it was last weekend. Well, it was for Stacey & Jeremy, they caught some keepers! I caught quite a few grunt, but no keeper grouper. sad face.
What’s that picture of you ask?
That’s just a wall of water. That was my view from the back of the boat on our way out. It was rough y’all. I wish I had video of the boat slamming up and down on the waves. It’s hard to describe if you’ve never been out, but basically you go up a wave, and fall off the other side.
It doesn’t happen every time, it just depends on what angle you hit the wave. It’s quite the science. My Dad’s got it down, but sometimes, those waves pull a fast one on ya and you end up getting your spine crunched into your brain.
Raise your hand if you like gigantic sea turtles!
oooo me me me me !!
See Shelby, sea life is nice!
duh. I know you didn’t think I was going to go a whole post without a picture of myself.
btw. That is not me. In case you were confused.
That is my Sissy-Love, Stacey.
and that will conclude the longest post ever.
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