I met Catherine at the mouth of the canyon at the indulgent hour of 8:00 a.m. I think I've gained all of the weight that she has lost since she started running more miles. That never happens to me. I never lose weight, I just gain it when I slow down or stop running.....It was a gorgeous windless morning. All the trees are yellow, gold, and red. It was 100% warmer than even some of those early morning spring and summer runs. It was just so cold last year. But the mellow warmth and beautiful light was insipiring. I stopped at 2 to stretch and taught Catherine about my new stretching regime and taught her a few knee/tendon tricks. Since I got back, I've been clipping roses and cleaning up the yard with my kids this afternoon. My my hip/hamstring is just bothing me a little. I tried to keep it slow, but we did 9:30's the same as always. I hope my body won't punish me tommorrow for my run today. I keep thinking I should be rewarded for being so cautious and proactive in healing myself. Mabye I really would have torn that tendon right off my ischial tuberosity/piriformis had I kept going, who knows. I just wish I was rewarded with a little faster recovery as a reward for my good judgement. I feel like the lessons on patience keep coming back again and again in every aspect of my life. I guess it won't go away until I'm finally beaten down. So why do I keep fighting it? | 