I am slowly recovering from my jet lag. Countless hours of travel, 60 degree temp difference, and an 8 hour time change really takes it's toll on a person.
This afternoon I ran 2.1 miles with Bea. Slow. I feel like I'm starting from square one since I sorta am. We're talking like 10 minute pace here. 2 runs, both pain free, going to see Pete tomorrow.
Reading everyone officially starting training for Boston today has given me some anxiety. I have no base. I ran 37 miles in Oct. I ran 2 in november. These numbers for 2 months are usually what I do in what week.
Of course there's that part of my brain that is saying, come on, get over it. There's plenty of time before Boston and you'll bounce back quickly if you run smart and stay pain free. And of course there's the fear that I'm going to get hurt again.
Oh well. Just need to get back on the horse. Slowly. I believe the next several weeks I will be running alone or with Bea.
In other news, my pictures from Tanzania are up here