Running Chick

Greetings from Southern Illinois, where it’s raining like a mofo.  I guess it’s better than the 80 mph wind that we had for the first ten hours of the drive. 

I held my camera in my lap for the majority of the trip waiting to snap a picture of something exciting but I got nothing. A few windmills and some other boring things, but that’s about it. As soon as I packed my camera away as dusk was falling, we came around a corner just North of Effingham, IL and discovered a giant semi flipped over in the grassy median of the expressway. Figures!

We pulled into Marion, IL after twelve hours on the road, checked into our hotel and decided to try and find a little bar to have a drink or two. Guess what? Marion, IL stops serving after 9pm on Sundays. Seriously. Bah.

We have another nine hours on the schedule tomorrow before we arrive at our final destination in Vidalia, GA. We go through Nashville and Atlanta, so I’m hoping this leg of the trip will provide me with more picture taking opportunities.

No running this week, but I did do trainer rides of 30 minutes, 40 minutes and 1 hour and 45 minutes.  This time, my long ride was made possible by the royal wedding on DVR (loved the dress), last week’s episode of “Justified” and the first hour or so of the “Hurt Locker”. I was trying to make it to an even two hours, but I just couldn’t.

I had another session with the massage therapist on Wednesday.  He found a bunch of trigger points and knots deep in my calf and down by my ankle that he attempted to work out, while I tried not to cry. Some of them were pretty painful. He also gave me LED light therapy, which is supposed to help speed up the recovery process. Josh thinks it’s a hoax, but I don’t know. I figure if it works, great, and if not, then it’s not like I’m out anything. My leg was pretty sore the next day from all the attention it got, but it did seem to be a lot looser. Two days after the session, I was walking up & down stairs without pain and I’m thinking I’ll probably go for a short run or two this week and see how things turn out.

Sitting in a car doing nothing for 12 hours straight is hard, time to hit the sack!