So, yeah I know, I’ve been awol. We went down to Nokomis on Wednesday for some family time and didn’t get back til late yesterday morning.
While we were down there I got sick of looking at the landscaping which we haven’t done anything with since buying the house. So, I did something.
It’s a start. I have a lot more to do but it’s been hard to find the time. The only reason I had extra time over the weekend was because I’m a little bit injured.
It’s Boomer’s fault.
Okay not entirely because I was feeling tightness in my left hip after coming back from Ohio. I’m pretty sure I stretched a bit too far when I was climbing some rocks in Hocking HIlls. Anyway, it seemed to be just a little tight until I was getting out of the shower and didn’t realize Boomer was laying right beside the tub. I had to hyper-extend my leg over him and when my foot hit the rug it slid across the floor.
On Saturday I woke up thinking it was better and went out for a run. It felt great at first.
But that only lasted for about a hot minute.
Yeah, it was just a nagging little irritation at first but by mile 6 it was intense. Yes, I know only an idiot runs 6 miles with hip pain.
The problem is I just kept thinking that if I ran slower with a shorter gait it wouldn’t be all that bad but it just made it worse and I of all people should have known that because I’ve been running for years. Apparently I’ve been running stupid for years. I didn’t listen to the voice of reason and instead buried it way down and kept going.
I only stopped when I saw a head on the running path.
Oh, did I forget to mention that?
I was running along the Legacy Trail but unfortunately at one particular intersection it’s been closed for a while. It seems they are building a bridge over the main road, which is nice but I wish they would finish the damn thing because it’s been under construction for months.
Anyway, I had to veer off the trail and weeks ago I chose another path which takes me down a few local roads. I decided to take a different road on Saturday and I chose a road that I’m familiar with but wouldn’t necessarily walk down at night and that’s when I saw it. It was lying right there on the sidewalk.
Just a head.
And then I realized this is the second time I’ve seen a head while out running. I mean a disembodied doll head, by the way. After I took a picture of it, I walked the rest of the way home and didn’t run again for the rest of the weekend or Monday.
I ran and walked this morning but the pain is still there so I guess it’s time to go to weights and biking for a week or two. At least it’s almost summer.
When is the last time you were injured?
Did you take a lot of time off? What did you do instead of running?