After two and a half weeks of cutting back and babying my hip, I'm finally back at it. I'll fall back into my marathon training as long as the injury doesn't flare up again.
I went to the chiropractor three times last week. I could tell a huge difference just after the first treatment. By Friday I was walking with little pain. I did the exercises he suggested, along with ones my friend Kerri told me to do. If it prevents me from having the same issue, I'll continue to do the exercises until I'm too old to get myself up off the floor. I also ice my hip at least once a day. So far it seems to be working.
Tonight Amber and I ran a killer 6 miles. Anything that includes that many intense hills should count double. This weekend I'm planning to run 10 miles with Katie at the cabin. With this nice of weather, especially in March, I see no reason to get on my treadmill.
In between runs I've been trying to rest, which is not easy. I was running 6 days a week and no less than 4 miles. Now I'm backing it down to 4 days a week. Yesterday Kincaid rode his bike while I walked 4 miles. I am thankful he pedalled his little bike. I would have ran just to get done. He was a trooper and should get lots of credit. He'll wear his training wheels off before he learns to ride at this rate. I see a future RAGBRAI-er.
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