For those of you who don't know, there are three Friday the 13ths this year. Today, in March, and one in November.
If I was a superstitious person, I'd take today (Friday the 13th) as an omen for how my racing season is going to go. I woke up this morning to find pieces of one of my running shoes strewn around the living room. I couldn't find the laces. This was surprising because she hasn't destroyed a shoe since I first got her 1 and 1/2 years ago!
I think she might have been upset because Aaron shut her out of the bedroom last night. Apparently, she was hacking up something and he couldn't sleep. Why she didn't go after his shoes, I don't know.
Still, it made me a little sad looking at my torn up shoes. I have realized that I haven't ran in 6 months and I'm still not sure when I'll be able to start. I am almost 5 months post-surgery. My doctor didn't want me running before 6 for various reasons: mainly, the hamstring graft is a bit weaker than the patellar tendon. My concern is the remaining stiffness in my knee. I still have to work to bend it although it doesn't take nearly as long as it did a month ago. I was told that before I started running that I need motion equal to what I have on my non-affected side. That means nice, easy motion. When that is going to come, who knows.
It has me a little bummed. Running is the final piece that I need back in order to race triathlon this summer. The longer it takes for me to start running, the later that I can start racing. So now that we had a break in the cold weather, I am getting impatient to get started. I want to start running with my dog again! And shopping for new running shoes!!!
On a happier note, I'm getting my rhythm back in the pool. I've had two great swim workouts this week and I feel like I am getting faster and my endurance is improving.
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