Confession. Admission. Reality. I've got pain. I'm on the "down-low," which is to say I'm techinically on the Disabled List. Some would say that's a permanent state with me, but alas, it's just a sprained quad/hip-flexor thing. Naturally I've been running on it for at least a month to make sure it really hurt... The last 10 days have been days off, which was somewhat convenient since I had company and parties and things to go do with humans for many of those days.
And I tried to sneak in some runs, which really only frustrated me and exacerbated my leg. My speed is way down, and my gait just feels awkward.
This really sucks, it's so hard to not run. I do think I'm at the point where I can do low-miles at low-speeds, which is mental discipline. I'll try. I really will. I think I gained about 5 pounds with all the abuse of the last week.
Practicing yoga definitely helps, and static "western" stretching does too. I think this is reinforcing the lessons involving listening to my body. It shouts and I ignore, it whispers and I strain to hear.
sigh.
