The Human Race

I participated this morning in the "Human Race" sponsored by Nike. Click here for more information: http://nikeplus.nike.com/nikeplus/index.jhtml?locale=en_sg. While Boston was not an official city (NY was the closest official site) the run this morning brought out about a hundred runners from around the city. It was a beautiful day and people were in a great mood. If you're used to running on your own, take the time to do a few group runs. Races are a bit different because there's the added anxiety that comes with a race. But today was not a race; it was an attempt by Nike to get thousands of runners across the country to run the same distance, on the same day and all log their times on the Nike Plus website ( this website works in partnership with the ipod and Nike Plus technology that lets you record your distances and times on your ipod, then download them onto the Nike Plus website).

As most runners do, I typically run alone. But running with a group pushes you to keep up, as long as you have at least a few competitive bones in your body. I definitely do (see prior post) so I was having a blast. I also was able to run with a few people I know and that's always fun as well. I'm finding that taking a day off in between runs is a great way to push harder during your run days. I used to feel like I had to run every day and take one or two days off. But this past week, the days I ran were great and I felt faster having taken a day off in between.

On another note, with this being the last weekend of the summer, don't forget to say good-bye to the beach!

Are you competitive?

I left on foot. He left in a car. I was actually hoping to beat him. Enough said?

We all have some degree of competitiveness in our bones. I like to think of competitive spirit as that which pushes you outside your comfort zone. That which drives you to try things you might not try and more importantly, that which pushes you to strive for greatness. Now, we're not talking Michael Jordan/ Tiger Woods greatness but hey, it's all relative. When I'm out there running, I'm trying to do the best that I can. But on some level, that's always somewhat hampered by the last performance I had, my perception of my abilities and how comfortable I am with pain. Not pain that would put me in the hospital, but enough that I feel like I'm being pushed.

Both Lance Armstrong and Michael Phelps have talked about hating to lose. As has Tiger Woods. These guys have a drive that is just as strong whether you're talking about playing their preferred sport or backgammon. I love that. I find it fascinating as well as inspiring.

So, the next time you're out for your run, don't think. Just push. Push yourself beyond the borders. Go into that space where you're not really sure what will happen. Re-set your performance threshold.

Be the best you can be. And then some. Every time.

Be well.

Five to stay alive

Ran five yesterday to keep the week alive in terms of training. I've been resting the leg and yesterday morning went to physical therapy. Overall, things are going well. Come September 1, I need to hunker down for the last 6 weeks of training before the big day.

Heading into a holiday weekend! Yipee.

Over and out.

Share your passion!

The past two days, as I've been resting my right shin, I've had opportunities to share my passion for yoga with others as well as learn about their passions as well. When you live what you love, it's infectious and some of the best teachers and coaches I've had are those that truly love what they teach. That is the best inspiration for a student and always will make up for other shortcomings in a teacher.

On Sunday, I had an opportunity to visit a beautiful golf course to ride around 18 holes and watch play. Never having been on a golf course but loving everything about golf ( it's one of the most meditative sports around) I was really excited about the chance to see it played up close. I rode around on the cart for the first few holes, taking in all the sights and sounds of the course. The banter between the players is totally amusing; a mixture of trash talk and comradery. I have always known there is a strong connection between yoga and golf from a biomechanical perspective, as well as a meditative perspective. Both yoga and golf require balance, breathing and focus, as well as strength and flexibility. Yoga helps golfers develop their less dominant side, learn to stand firm in their foundation as well as developing the flexibility needed to rotate and twist ( not unlike what you'd need in baseball). I made a few comments and my excitement about the connection between the two was evident. My partners were starting to ask questions and wanted to see a few poses. Pretty soon, we had decided that every hole was going to be dedicated to a yoga pose as well as learning about golf. I picked poses that were at a level equal to the nature of the hole; easier poses for easier holes and more challenging postures kicked off other holes, with a tri-pod headstand at 14!

It was a real illustration of what happens when you get people together that are passionate about their sport. I even learned a little golf and hit my first 3 golf shots on a real course ( meaning, one that doesn't have a clown at the end where the biggest challenge is getting the ball in his mouth!) It was so much fun and I can honestly say I haven't had that much fun in a long time. One of the pros joined us about halfway through our round and come to find out, he'd done a little yoga before and was already sold on the value of yoga for golfers.

Last night, I had an opportunity to try another passion of mine: tennis. While I don't play regularly, I grew up playing a lot and can hit it around to some extent. I love watching it played, love many of the players and enjoy watching the grand slams every year. Running around the court on a summer night brings up a lot of good memories for me and you can always entice me to get out there.

We'll get back on the road tonight for a 5 miler.

Take some time to share your passions with other. Spread the love.

Fellow Newtonians: Unite!

While I was preparing for my run up at Crane's beach today, one of the Rangers that monitor the beach area stopped his ATV and said, "Hey, you're wearing Newtons! How do you like 'em?"

So, what ensued was a conversation about the shoes, how we like them, how they feel and how we heard about them. It was too funny, considering I just found them two weeks ago.

I am happy to report that my leg felt great! I did a 6 mile run in the Newtons and there was not a twinge in the shin. Not a blip. Not a crack, or a strain or anything. I felt like I was running with little wings on my feet, these shoes are just so wonderful.

After running, I went into the ocean and let it do it's thing. It feels amazing right now. Just like new.

The ocean heals everything.

Thought for the day

"Happiness isn't getting what you want, it's wanting what you get."

Garth Brooks

(yup, can you believe it?)

You find yogic thoughts and sayings in a lot of places. You might not think you'd find them in a song by a country singer, but my brother clued me into this inspiring thought above by country music singer, Garth Brooks ( the guy with the hat on all the time). It seems fitting for today, as I prepare to head to the beach. I plan on bringing my running stuff and after a bit of beach time and soaking my newly developed shin splint in the cold ocean water, will try a run. I took off from running the past two days and it still does not feel 100%.

The saying above fits things for me these days as the universe continues to throw me curve balls. There are some things I can address and resolve; others may take longer. They're all practical obstacles but they all have a bearing on my overall quality of life ( things like money issues, pending home construction.. that kind of thing).

So today, on this gorgeous day, I am grateful for the sun and the gift of being able to just go to the beach and be at one with the ocean. That is what I 'get' today, and for that, I am joyous.

Have a sunny day, wherever you are.

Yoga and Running Love on the Newton Website!

How exciting!

I'm on the Newton Running website, with my testimonial about their shoes:

http://www.therunningfront.com/

Wearing pink, just like my shoes!

If you have a minute, read about their technology. Very interesting!

http://www.newtonrunning.com/overview

Being in the zone

I had a conversation today with a co-worker who was struggling with meditation. He wanted very much to develop a meditation practice but felt that as soon as he tried to sit still, his mind would start wandering and he felt that was failure, so he'd give up. We discussed that for most people, this is the experience. We're urban athletes and yogis and it's hard to sit still at all, let alone sit and try to meditate. Once we let go of that as the 'end goal' and just be where we are, even if that means our mind is running around all over the place, we get some relief.

Have you ever run a race and felt like everything was firing at 100%? Or even just a run; it doesn't even have to be a race. Or have you ever been at the beach and felt like you had no sense of time, you were just having such a great time. Or taken a walk in the woods. Or been on a yoga retreat or in a great class or workshop, where, when class was over you realize you lost a sense of time?

All these experiences simulate what it's like to meditate. You're connected to the present. You're not aware of time. You're not void of thoughts but you're not focused on your thoughts. Athletes call it being in 'the zone' and make no mistake about it; they're in meditation. Sure, they're moving, but they're connected, anchored in the present and in their bodies more than their minds.

I sent my colleague home with the assignment to set a timer for three minutes and to sit on the floor on a comfortable cushion, or even in a chair and close his eyes and just "be." Let his mind do whatever it might , but sit for those 3 minutes. The journey of a perceived one thousand miles always must begin with a single step.

Today was a physical therapy day. My secret weapon, Chris, the therapist, is not thrilled with my description of my right shin but we're watching it. Wonderful. We will see.

Peace.

Feeling your feet

One of the things I have found about a regular yoga practice is that it allows you to really be able to feel your feet. Now you might say, "What the heck does that mean? Of course I can feel my feet!" Well, you'd be surprised how disconnected people are to their feet. In any yoga class I teach, there's always one or two students that despite how many times you suggest "bring your feet together" they just have no sense of how to do that. Now, there may be other things at work here, but the idea is to be able to sense the ground beneath you and to be able to feel your foundation.

I remember when I spoke to a yoga teacher who many years ago, when the Chicago Bulls were at their height and Michael Jordan was on the team, Phil Jackson asked her to teach them yoga once a week. She said just the aspect of being barefoot was foreign to these guys. They were so used to having their feet taped up and stuffed in heavy shoes and then wrapped again, it was at if they lacked any mobility from the ankle down. Once they were on their mats and barefoot, it was an amazing experience for them.

Running requires a sense of being grounded and the ability to step lightly but with consistency. It requires you have a sense of dexterity even when in shoes and often this only comes through developing that sense when you're not in shoes. Yoga is great for developing this physical intelligence as is walking on the beach or even just doing some exercises for your toes. One of my first private yoga teachers used to have me wear toe spreaders. You can buy them at Whole foods. They will give you wonderful flexiblity in your feet and toes.

One of the reasons I really enjoy running in my Newton Running shoes is they allow you to really feel your feet. They are lighter, so you step lighter. They have less fabric and are more breathable, so your toes can move. They allow you to feel the road beneath you and step with more consistency. I am really enjoying them. So much so, that I wrote to the company. They will be posting my testimonial and my blog URL on their site. I'll post the link here as soon as it's available.

Tonight was a five miler. Slow and steady as I have the pleasure of having develop a shin splint on my right shin. No, not my left leg. Just the right! Lovely. I am decreasing to every-other-day running and no, the Newtons have not caused this. It has been brewing for about a week. I am doing a cold treatment as we speak.

Have a great night.

Can better equipment really help?

Much has been made of the new swimsuits that the competitors are wearing this year in the Olympics. Those full body suits make the little speedos of Mark Spitz's day look pretty ancient. But do they really make you faster? You'd have to ask the swimmers. Certainly, when you get to Michael Phelps' level, it's in large part genetics that makes the difference, but I'll bet Michael prefers the longer suits to the old little bathing suits they used to wear.

I bring this up because I've been trying out a new pair of shoes by Newton Running http://www.newtonrunning.com/009?s=009 and they are partly my favorite because they are in my favorite color: pink! Now, before you get all crazy about the price, I had a pretty hefty coupon to use in the store so I got them for a bit off retail. But, the kicker is: they are FAST! They are the fastest shoes I have ever run in and I can tell you I run the same route for the most part 2 to 3 times per week and they have shaved a minute or two off my time. They feel great, they are light, they are supportive and feel super comfortable. I would highly recommend them.

You can read about them in Inc Magazine: http://www.inc.com/magazine/20080801/keep-running.html.

I was on a plane recently, had the article and by the time I got home, knew I had to at least try them on. Keep in mind if you are a heel runner vs. a forefoot runner these are not the shoes for you. But if you run on your forefoot or flatfooted, they will be perfect.

Today was a very fast tempo 5 miler. Felt absolutely wonderful.

Peace.

The importance of recovery

I have been watching, as most people have, the amazing feats accomplished this past week by Michael Phelps. His achievements are only topped by the fact that he had the vision to write down his goals and through looking at them every day ( on that infamous piece of paper), he ingrained them in his mind and then took "mind" and turned it into "action." In one of the interviews, he talked about his busy schedule of racing but almost as important, the recovery time and recuperative actions he took as well. If anyone of you saw his "work-down" between races ( some days, he had to race twice with only a short period of time in between) he was massaged, ate something, went in the recovery pool. These actions are as important as the training he does for the race.

After my long run on Saturday, I had to rush into a few other activities for the day. I was not able to really devote the time required to my cool down and recovery. I ate quickly, did a quick warm shower, followed by a quick soak in an ice bath for my calves. I would have wanted to do a longer shower, longer soak and then some gentle stretching exercises. I've been reading "Performance Nutrition for Runners" by Matt Fitzgerald ( find it on http://amazon.com/) and Chapter 7 talks about Recovery Nutrition. It talks about the importance of rest in between work outs and the steps necessary to ensuring you take care of yourself appropriately right after each hard work out. Pick it up. It's a great read.

Gettin' it freakin' done!

This was the hardest week. I know, "wah wah wah!" Well, it was. I'm getting sick of hearing my story. So, I went for a long run today and decided to run away from my troubles. I have an ad from adidas in my house on my running bulletin board that says, " the longer I run, the further away my troubles become." That was definitely me today.

I did about 13 miles. Then, had to go teach yoga to 4 year olds. Barely had time to do my lobster pot cold treatment ( see prior post on that!) and eat some protein, but it was worth it. There's nothing like working with kids to get you inspired.

I passed some fast, serious runners today. You want to see them? Go out and run along the Charles in Boston on Saturday mornings. Get out there before 9 am. It's crazy. These are some fast people.

I passed a guy today who was running with a friend. He waved and said "Good morning!" I returned the greeting and I immediately heard him go, "YES!" Apparently, he and his friend must have had some kind of bet going to see who would respond in kind. I've noticed it's very inconsistent how regularly I get greeted by a passing runner, or get a wave or a head nod. I also notice I do it inconsistently. What's up with that? I always feel like if you are giving everyone the wave or whatever, you'll spend the whole run greeting people! But it is nice to say hello. It makes you feel like you're not alone out there.

I tried vanilla GU today. Must say, I'd rather eat a tube of frosting. We'll have to work on that.

Have a super night. I'm going to rest my legs.

Namaste.

How do you keep your focus?

Has this been a trying week for you? It certainly has for me. I got an email today from the organizers of the Baystate Marathon and realized it's only two months away!

How do you keep your head about you when all around you are losing theirs?

I read that in one of my favorite books, "Harriet the Spy." It's a children's book about a little girl that keeps a journal ( sound familiar?) I read it 56 times in grade school. I had a contest with another kid in class as to who could read it more and I won. Anyway, in the book, her nanny, a very sophisticated older woman, quoted that to her and she loved it. It seemed to fit my life this week, as many things seem to crash around me and the universe was tempting me to fall on the floor in a heap and just start bawling.

So, instead, tonight, I donned my awesome running shoes and went for a run. At night. I usually run in the morning but with things being so crazy this week, it was just not possible. I felt great and all in all, things are progressing nicely. But I was thinking about the Olympic athletes as I ran. How do they keep their goal in sight when all about them, people are trying to distract them, things are competing for their attention and life keeps getting in the way? Surely it takes constant re-focus and reminding oneself of what's important.

This week has been filled with potholes and pitfalls. My nutrition has not been the best either. But I will use the weekend to try a longer run (13 miles) and eat healthy.

One of the core Buddist principles is the idea that you always can "begin again." Thank god for that.

Sleep well.

The first run "post" race

The first run after a hard race is always interesting. Tonight I just did a 30 minute loop. Everything feels good.

Things are really hard these days to keep in balance. I had to wait to run until much later than I prefer. But I kept thinking that letting these other things get in the way of my goal is just so lame. So I decided to go out anyway. Today's planned run was a 30 minute run anyway, so I am right on track.

Before I left at 8 pm, I turned on the Olympics. I love having them on. It's like 24 hours of sports all the time. It just is so inspiring to have this available to us. It has really shifted my focus these days from some of the horrible crap in the news to only positive things. Did you ever realize how you waste your valuable energy on such things for which the return is so little? The majority of the news is like that, especially when you go on my local city's website. The headlines are just so depressing. Better to put your time into the positive.

Keep on keeping on!

A weekend in the magical land called Falmouth

I spent the weekend in a magical land called "Falmouth." Now, it probably doesn't sound very magical; in fact, if you say it slowly enough, it actually sounds like "Foul" "mouth," but it's pronounced more like " Fawlmuth" than how it literally looks. Regardless, this was the host city of the 36 Annual Falmouth Road Race (http://www.falmouthroadrace.com/) and I had the very good fortune of not only running the race, but also staying for the weekend with a very dear friend and her family.

Now, so what you say? What makes that so magical? Well, Falmouth is a beautiful place, you see. It's a quaint New England town with all that you'd imagine (cue music from Angela Landsbury's "Murder She Wrote" television show from the late '80's). It has winding roads, cute shops, people who have lived there for years. Of course, it's a beach town, so you're never too far from the beach. But what made my trip so wonderful was that I was hosted by the wonderful family of my friend. Imagine a beautiful summer home ( her parents actually live there all year 'round) that has the most unique displays of collectibles in it; a magical, white fluffy japanese dog who steps lightly throughout the house; a pool surrounded by bamboo trees and vines; an outdoor shower where, without even a question, guests amicably agree to shower out-of-doors surrounded by teak and under a quenching showerhead; a garden where at any time, items are picked and assembled into the most delicious,healthy meals (we had kale soup one day) and best of all, a home where a family shared memories and laughs and supported each other to achieve heights of personal greatness in this most awesome of races. I went to bed after hours of learning about others, woke to the sound of birds singing, laughed harder than I have in years, ate better than I can remember ( and never once worried about the calories) and slept until 7 am ( which I never do!)

I was inspired by this weekend in ways I cannot even explain. The race itself was amazing. The course, as you can see on the website's video, is beautiful. A bit hilly at times and the flats are long and without any shade but the spectators are so supportive. I encourage you to run this race next year.

My goal was to run it in one hour; I did it in 1:02:48. Not too bad. The achilles held up great. No pain during or after and even today, no discomfort. That is a very good sign. I also learned a very valuable lesson. A good friend and competitive athlete encouraged me before the race to "just have fun." I took his advice to heart and really took time to tickle the kids along the course, high-five the spectators that had their hands extended and just had a fun attitude. It really changed the whole experience. There have been races where I haven't talked to anyone, haven't looked around at the scenery, haven't shown any emotion until the end. And oddly enough, my times were not much better. I also stopped for water and had a few oranges. When I was done, I felt great. My recovery was a non-issue. I even ate two hot dogs afterwards with no repercussions! Now that's progress!

I watched handicapped runners run with guides; I saw kids run with their moms; my friend's mom ran the race after taking up running for the first time in her mid-forties; I heard stories of people in their 70's and 80's running; people who have run the course since it's inception.. the list goes on and on.

The biggest lesson I learned and one of the most inspiring things I took away from my magical weekend was that in the end, you must believe in yourself. Belief in yourself comes from you, your family, the love they give. The support of your friends, your memories of achievements. Your ability to bounce back from adversity. Your positive attitude despite adversity. All these things collectively join to give you a foundation of support. Of self-esteem. And when you have that solid foundation, you can do anything.

Be well. Run strong. Find a local race and sign up. Be inspired.

Get inspired!

Wanna get inspired to run? Watch this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pit0zG1vswM


http://www.nike.com:80/nikeos/p/nike/en_US/courage


The two links are to the same thing: The Nike Courage commercial. The first one is the ad on youtube; the second, on the Nike site.

On the eve of greatness

Today was the first day of the Olympic Games. The "eve" of greatness has already happened in Beijing, what with the 12 hour time difference, but for those of us that did not watch the internet today, tonight's Olympic games ( which started at 8:08 on 8/8/08) will kick off a most special time. There will be triumphs, there will be heartbreak, but we know that there will be trials of the human spirit that many of us will never face. We may not face these trials on the track, or in the pool or in any athletic venue, but we may face challenges of the non-athletic kind. But the next two weeks are dedicated to the trials and tribulations of the athletes and can inspire even the most stolid spirit.

I ran last night only 3 miles, but it felt great. I took today off as a treatment day and attended my second session of Physical therapy. Things are progressing nicely.

Tomorrow I am off to the Cape and running the Falmouth Road Race.

Wish me luck!

Two days, four flights, two huge dinners ago.. I had a great run

I arrived home from my business trip today exhausted but ready to get out there and do a light run. The weather in Boston compared to where I was in Memphis was downright cold and rainy but it was great to land and be in a familiar place. Despite my good intentions, I always have big dinners when traveling and while on some level it felt good to be eating such delicious food, it just does not agree with me as much and is not really worth it. I hit the pavement today feeling a bit heavier but for the most part, it was temporary. I kept the pace moderate and put more of the emphasis on just being out there. It was a drastic difference to how I felt just two days ago.

I have a race this weekend on Sunday so tomorrow will be a long run, followed by a day of light running, rest or swimming on Saturday and then the race. There is no goal for Sunday's race other than to have fun. The last thing I need to do is race hard and screw up my healing achilles. I have a few friends running and will look forward to having a great time.

On my trip, I did read a few great running articles. I promise in my next post, I will share them with you so you can partake in them.

A variety of thoughts- in no particular order

Tonight was one of those stellar runs that don't happen all too often. I waited all day for a run, after having a massage this afternoon and teaching yoga this morning. To be honest, massages don't always feel so great to me, but I do them as part "treat" and part "treatment" and overall, it's a good experience. Today's massage was no different and with a little extra emphasis on my injured achilles, it did qualify as treatment.

I waited all day before running and stopped at a new sporting good store in my area. I picked up a Nike visor and a nice pair of light, black sunglasses. While I was out, it literally dumped buckets of rain for half an hour and I thought my hopes for a run were doomed. But by the time I got home, the rain had stopped. Unfortunately, the rain did some damage to my home, which is an ongoing issue. It's very stressful but I decided after some clean up, nothing was going to stop me. So, I donned my new visor and sunglasses and headed out.

Maybe it was the massage, maybe it was the rest I got last night, but I felt stellar. And I love the visor and the sunglasses. I highly encourage you to buy good equipment for whatever your sport may be. It serves a function but more importantly, it can just help you feel competent, and admit it.. when you look cool, you feel kind of good, no? Of course, you want to be able to deliver the goods but no one will fault you for having equipment that functions well as well as looks good.

On the back 2 of the five miler, I heard a couple close behind me. They encouraged me silently to pick up my pace, so for the last two, I had a nice tempo blast. The achilles feels great, I came home to do my favorite lobster pot treatment and some take out sushi.

I thought on my run today how many cool women I know that are just true inspirations to me. There are quite a few women in my neighborhood alone who are talented athletes. One has run tons of marathons and road races and has worked through a few injuries that would have sidelined Olympians; one I met this morning in the coffeehouse and she's doing yet another team triathalon; and a local gal I started talking to about marathons as she's running one also, lamented about her last run and how she struggled through it. I found out that recently she BROKE HER LEG! Yup, but no.... it didn't get her down. She recovered and was back on the road. Then there's my girlfriend who I'll run Falmouth with next weekend... she ran a 10 miler last weekend, is training for Falmouth and also the Reach the Beach Team relay in September.

These women inspire me, support me, give me great advice and are just all-around wonderful people. I am honored to have them in my life.

I am off the next two days focusing on a business initiative that will keep me from running. I'm actually looking forward to two forced days off. It will feel great to be back on the road next week, getting ready for Falmouth on Sunday.

Be well and remember.... inspiration is all around you. You just need to open your eyes.

Connecting the dots

Sometimes after a yoga class, a student will comment to me about struggling through class. I think I wrote about this in an earlier post but it bears repeating. Upon further discussion, I usually find the student has either not eaten well recently, been through a change of some kind, hasn't been sleeping, is increasing their running frequency and distance, just added a new element to their fitness routine or some such change. We often don't see the connection between things we do but when you're in training, you're always trying to connect the dots. Good run? You think back to what you ate, how you slept the night before. Bad run? You run through the same list.

So today, my first long run since July 6th (9 miles) I started out feeling great. After about 6 miles or so, my arms were killing me. I could barely hold them in position. My legs were fine; but my upper body was shot. I scanned my memory.... no, I hadn't been lifting.. no, I slept ok last night.. I ate well yesterday.. then it hit me. Bingo! I spent all night on Thursday night cleaning out my basement. I was lifting, moving heavy items, packing garbage bags and then Friday morning, I lugged 10 bags of garbage to a trash receptable. That must be it.

This concept works well outside of athletic endeavors also and there are lots of parallels you could draw. But as it relates to athletic performance, always remember to connect all the dots, even the ones that are not so obvious.

Give up? Not quite yet

I had my first physical therapy session today. If you want a great P.T, go to Sports and Physical therapy (http://www.sportsandpt.com/). I go to the Brookline group and see Chris Morin, who has become one of the secret weapons in my training arsenal. The place is local, the staff is knowledgeable, they work primarily with athletes and they are focused on supporting you on your path to not only wellness, but to your goals, whatever they may be. I have worked with athletes in my role as yoga teacher, most notably with the Northeastern Men's crew team, and have supported them through injuries knowing that unless it was severe, their primary goals of rowing would not change; it was the yoga that needed to support that goal.

Chris has the same sensibility and as we worked together this morning, and I explained my goal of running Baystate in October, he listened intently and gave me a treatment plan that would help me heal while also still allowing me to test the leg, within reasonable limits. "Patiently persistent" was how a friend described her suggested approach to me, when it came to testing my leg. I told Chris that as long as the leg held up through some longer runs over the next few weeks, I was good to go, but we'd continually assess it as time marches on.

So today is a rest day or treatment day, as you might call it. I have another session next week and look forward to trying a longer run tomorrow.

Have a restful night.

Peace.