Every Race is an Adventure!

I played a couple of hours of basketball with my son Andrew and the old crew. It was fun...but exhausting.

I haven't given running much thought for a couple of weeks. I've been fully engaged at my new job (in a challenging and positive way...I'm really enjoying it), the conditions haven't been so good for running, and I had decided to give my Achilles some down time. I know I should apply RICE (Rest Ice Compression Elevation) to injuries, but I often just end doing IC, or sometimes II (Ice and Ibuprofen). I figured now was a good time to try some R.

Anyway, with the end of the old year and the new  year (and the Painter's half marathon) coming, I decided to get a little running in on the last day of the year.

I started the new year by finally getting out and running with Larry and Wayne again. It was great to run with them again.

I played basketball again this morning with Andrew and company. I really stunk it up but got some pretty good exercise in. I finally hit a three pointer (after missing quite a few) near the end of the last game to help get us back in the game. I only mention it because it was probably the only highlight for me for the whole morning. At least I got some good exercise and didn't get too badly hurt (a couple of minor finger jams).

I got out with Larry and Wayne again this morning. I guess we barely missed Kevin. We were planning on 10 miles this morning, but with the treacherous icy roads and strong freezing wind we decided 6 miles would be enough. Despite the conditions I really enjoyed being out running with Larry and Wayne again. I think we're all feeling quite unprepared for the Painter's half marathon in two weeks, but there is a good chance it will be at least a little warmer in St. George. I think we'll all finish it okay, but I don't think there is much chance of anything near a PR for any of us. It seems as I get older I'm more content with and grateful for what I am able to do, and don't worry so much about what I can't.