Chug-along-chica!

Well, I've been a baaaaaaaaaaaaad little runner.  I missed three days last week and I'm not even injured!  Time to really buckle down again.  I am still at a point where every once in a while I worry that I could revert back into a couch potato.  MUST...RUN...EVERYDAY.  Although, my excuse on Sat. was pretty solid--I spent the afternoon/evening in the hospital with Adam.  (Only because all the urgent care places were closed for Easter, though.  He just needed some antibiotics for a rather nasty lung infection.)

So 3 miles with Christine tonight, shod.   It was SOOO fragrant.  All the citrus trees out here are blooming their heads off, and the sweet, delectable scent envelopes you in its warmth.  It's like nothing you've ever smelled before.  Olfactory heaven.  I've never witnessed anything like this anywhere else we've lived.  Yummy.

1 more mile barefoot.  Today was the first time I felt the urge to run fast barefoot.  It just felt awesome and I wanted to stretch it out a little.  BTW I had some tightness in my hips when I ran with my shoes on tonight, but there was no trace of that later when I ran barefooted. 

2 miles barefoot.  My left hip was a little sore when I woke up this morning.  I'd like to say I cut my run short to be easy on my hip, but the truth is that I finished reading a book during part of my running time:  "The Long Walk."  Ug, it was painful and treacherous reading.  Not sure I'd recommend it. 

So let me explain...

I sort of accidentally purposefully temporarily rashly cowardly made my blog private for, like 18 hours as a consequence for laying around being a dork for an hour during the only time I had to run yesterday.

So there is no need to email Sasha and ask him what the heck is wrong with his computer program.

So, suffering from small lapse in running motivation, people. A little help? But I did finally get out late last night. My dog was the hero of the moment. After being used to run at least 3 miles a day, he was about ready to explode with energy (and that usually ends up causing a rather nasty clean-up effort on my part) so I finally conceded and got out the door with him. Just another reason to love my dog.

2 slow miles shod, and then a fast mile barefoot. I don't know the time because I wasn't wearing my garmin, but it sure felt good to stretch out a little. I've been running extra slow for almost a month--ever since I started having knee pain. But there were no ill effects or running faster, so I am feeling slightly encouraged.

But let me just put this out there--THANK YOU SO MUCH BRENT! You always know just what to say.

3.5 Outside with my dog at "heaven can wait" pace. Had to go under and over fences in a construction site. How dare they do construction on my 3.5 loop--they didn't even ask me!

Then a marathon pace mile barefoot in 8:47.

Thanks for all the encouragement, you guys. I am starting to bounce back. I can FEEEEEEEEL it.

Doggie be good miles.  1.3 miles bf.