Every Race is an Adventure!

I only went 3 easy miles on the treadmill today. I was planning on more but felt a minor twinge in my Achilles and decided to not risk it. It was probably nothing, but I'm concerned that I've kind of pushed the limits on my Achilles the last week with increasing my mileage a little and playing basketball three times. Still, it didn't bother me after any of those activities. I helped push a couple of cars out of deep snow on Sunday, and I actually think that may have had more of a negative impact on the Achilles than the running and jumping.

After finally boosting my mileage last week back to nearly 40 miles, I only ran about 10 miles this week. I know it doesn't make any sense to anyone but me, but I decided to use my Achilles tendonitis (not too serious) as an excuse to not run this week as a sort of protest against frigid temperatures and frozen sidewalks and roads. The weather finally warmed up a little yesterday and today, so maybe my protest worked.

Of course, then today I allowed Larry to talk me into running up the water tank road and a few miles beyond. Actually, the dirt road was plowed and most of it wasn't too bad. The air was very clear and the views were awesome. We even saw a herd of about 50 or so elk hanging out on a hilltop down below us. Wayne is just getting back to running after his pneumonia so we took it pretty easy. Even so I slipped a few times on the way back down the water tank hills, including a sort of half fall backwards where I caught myself on one arm and did a sort of three-point slide for about 10 feet. All in all it was quite an enjoyable run.