Let’s just say I’m now up to workout #78, and all the workouts these weeks involved some running, biking, and swimming. Not including the three days of skiing on Easter weekend. My knee is better, but still fragile. My shoulder is aching, but not as acutely. I confirmed my hatred of water running. I cried when I went to see my doctor for a referral to a sports doctor. And work has become busier than I have ever experienced in my whole entire life, so much so that I’ve had trouble fitting in workouts.
But it is spring, my early morning run layered with the scent of wet mown grass. Light long into the evening. My season has arrived.
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