Left behind

The coffee pot is gurgling on the stove, and the cat has intersected with a sun ray on the floor. Kitty is stretching and purring. I'm lounging on the couch in my pink tartan jam-jams even though it's a Sunday morning and normally I'd be found sucking on a gel somewhere along the canal by now. Actually it's not just any Sunday morning, but the morning of my was-to-be final long run before the marathon.

I'm sitting out this run. My knee gave me some attitude Thursday evening after several (I guess too many) workout days in a row, and I have been laying low since. It's ITB pain on the outside of one knee, and now I'm terrified that this new-old knee pain will haunt me during my race three short weeks from now. I reported the pain to my coach, and he told me to stay off the leg for a while and stretch, and maybe do the last long run next Sunday instead. We'll see. I'm going to monitor this pain closely. I don't want to have to take another year off to recover from knee pain.

So, I'm medicating with Ibuprofen, doing some stretching and not running. I'll probably take the week off. But it's ok. The weather is warming up, and I have a free Sunday that I can dedicate to other fun activities, like reading, gaming and cooking. Not so bad!