Monday, May 30, 2011
I've run one race since St. George. I took part in a marathon relay in December. It was eight hilly miles run at 8 minute pace. The very thought of running fast or even attempting to race held no interest. I just tried to run even to make sure I didn't get completely out of shape. It's been a lot of 18 and 22 mile weeks. That is until this last week.
I managed to get in 31 miles. It's not a lot but it's a start. It's the end of May and I'm barely over 400 miles for the year. That's about 200 less than where I was at a year ago. The weather this week was almost perfect. Every run felt light and easy. The biggest impediment now to any serious training is my right hip. It hurts, not a lot, but it hurts. I don't walk with a limp. I don't run with a limp. But I can tell near the end of any run of more than an hour that it's a problem.
It's a dull ache about half the time. A lot of the pain depends on where I sit and how I sit. Sometimes it keeps me awake at night. It's sad to think that at some point I may need a hip replacement. But I feel better about my running now and the thought has crept into my mind that a little fast running wouldn't hurt, maybe even a race.