This time last month I had high hopes. February hadn't gone as planned. I knew March was going to be my month. It was my birthday month, March Madness, St Patrick's day and the first race of the season. What could be better? The first 8 days were good. Things took a turn on day 9. I had been having some shin pain when I ran, but on March 9th, it hurt just to walk. March was not going to be my month.
March brought a stress fracture, the realization that I'm middle aged, a brief mid-life crisis in which I chopped off my hair and dyed it red, and a DNS for the first race of the season. Pretty lame.
I am in PT now and getting Active Release for my hip. I'm hoping this will help the rest of the season. I've stopped feeling sorry for myself and I'm excited to get back out there. I can start running next week (or maybe this weekend if this horrible cold goes away).
My goals for the month were:
Run 100 miles-Not even close
Run the Mercer Island Half under 2:05-Nope
Eat better and lose 4 pounds-I started around 136 and was 133 at the dr yesterday. I'm happy with that. My eating hasn't been perfect, but it has been better.
I'm looking forward to April. It's going to be a good month, I can feel it.