I picked up Les at 3 p.m. and we headed up to the Cottonwood Canyon trail. It was pretty hot out, so we hiked up - but tried to run anywhere the trail was reasonably level or only a slight uphill grade. Leslie always finds someone she knows on runs, so she spent some time at the turnaround visiting.
When we headed down, Les was being conservative and I was bombing the trails at a pretty good clip for me. After about a mile on the downhill, I started to get what I thought was a sidestitch. I tried to run through the pain for the next mile and a half - at which point Leslie caught up to me. Right around then, a lightbulb appeared in a circle above my head and I realized that what I thought was a sidestitch was my body telling me that I had overdone it from the surgery. I walked the remaining mile or so in, holding my ribcage with as much pressure as I could to relieve the pain and discomfort.
It was a great run - right until the point it got miserable. :) But, I'm glad I did it. I will go to bed early to rest before I head up to sweep at Snowbird tomorrow morning. | 