rehab

Finding that the old foam roller treatment prescribed by the physical therapist for working out the knots in the ITBs is not as fun as advertised. In fact, it's right up there with the rack, thumbscrews, or breaking with the wheel (Shannon, Matt, and Darlene will remember that one from the torture exhibit at Balboa Park) in terms of enjoyment. The other exercises are good in that I'm really fatigued and feel like I'm getting somewhere. I'm hopeful that I'll have Arnold Schwarzenegger-quality ITBs by the time I see the therapist Monday and he'll let me resume running again.

I've been riding and swimming a lot to make up for the training shortfall and my long ride is pushing 70 miles. I am finding it mind-numbing to swim 4000 yards at a stretch, especially in a 25-yard pool. I guess that's something I'm going to have to get used to, but I'm thinking about a lake swim in the next couple weekends to get some open-water. We'll see what Sean has to say about it; I'm hesitant to go do it alone.

Still not sleeping well consistently, but hoping that I can continue to exhaust myself so I'm tired enough to get to sleep.

Darlene is leaving me for our anniversary: she is going up to Idaho to help with the business for a couple days and will be back the afternoon of the 27th. We are planning on bugging out of work early on Friday and spending the night at a little B&B in Fredericksburg. http://www.absolutecharm.com/absolute-charm-bed-and-breakfast-fredericksburg-tx.htm. Should be fun!