I can’t believe St. George Marathon is a week away.
ask me how much I’ve been running…
not much. NOT much at all.
and surprisingly – I’m okay with that.
I ran for 15 minutes on Tuesday,
10 minutes on Wednesday,
and a GLORIOUS 29 minutes today.
I’ve been a spin class maniac.
I’ve gone to 7 classes this week.
and I’ve been doing some weight lifting too.
I may not be running like I’m training for a marathon,
but I sure as hell have been trying to keep my cardio up.
I’ve seen my PT, Kirk Jorgenson, 3 times this week.
Remember last week, when I said ASTYM “hurt so good“.
I admit, I thought everyone who complained about how bad it hurt were just being babies.
I take it back, and I apologize for thinking you were a baby.
Monday morning, Kirk beat the shit out of my achilles.
He found a “click” in my achilles.
Using these torture tools:
names: evaluator, localizer, isolator
He “ironed out” my “click” with the isolator tool. (I hate that bitch)
I may have made it worse by admitting that I was a UTAH fan.
(FYI- he is one of the official physical therapists for BYU)
Ya know the saying, “that’s gonna leave a mark”?
even though it hurts, it is definitely helping.
My achilles is not tight or as painful.
Yesterday’s treatment seemed relatively easy, and when I asked Kirk why he wasn’t digging as hard, he said he was going as deep as he did (maybe even more than) on Monday! but since the inflammation is decreasing, my pain level is lower. YEAH!
I am looking forward to, terrified of, and nervous for St. George.
I have absolutely no expectations for the race.
whatever happens, happens. c’est la vie.
p.s. my bib number is 5592