It'll be super short. I'm gunning for a quarter of a mile. Lofty goal, I know. I'm optimistic that it will go well because I've been #crosstraining.
I was going to include some pictures in this post, mostly because what's a blog post without pictures? But it's late and I'm lazy. And my blogging mojo is on hiatus. And so fuck it.
You'd think I was busy, but I'm not.
Well, except for the four kids thing and the hour commute each way to their school. And the rowing thing. I'd forgotten how much rowing is my jam. I've not yet returned to Zealot Status...and I hope to not...but it's hard to resist. I just love it so much. The problem with this is two-fold: 1) rowing is not relatable to anyone who reads this blog and 2) everyone in the blogosphere loves following a zealot. Maybe I'll just cave to the draw and train like an asshole to the exclusion of all else in life and pretend like I've got a legit shot at the 2016 Olympic team. That would be some #blogworthy shit. If only I still had that cane...
But I am going to try running on my hip replacement. As someone who strives to maintain a quality blog, I feel it is my duty to do things that are counterintuitive and not exactly in line with my doctor's recommendations. He didn't say "no", so there's room for interpretation. Right?
Have you ever ignored a doctor's recommendation... with regards to running or otherwise?
–see what I did there? one question but utilizing the ENTIRE rainbow!