With nobody at home I figured I might as well try to pick up some over-time shifts on Tuesday and Thursday, hence, I left home Monday morning and won't see it again until Saturday morning. That makes training a challenge, especially when you're injured and trying to cross train. There aren't many choices at the firehouse: treadmill, stairmaster, or weights. Occasionally we can get out to a gym and do the elliptical. I must say I was looking forward to a nice long hilly bike ride this week but it's not to be. Pat works Sat-Sun so I will have the girls and the weather doesn't look good for taking them out with the bike trailer.
Since my options are limited I've found myself climbing back onto the treadmill and doing some running. My legs are doing ok, sometimes they hurt more than others but they're not getting any worse but the pain is not gone. I'm trying to not over-do it and injure myself more but it just feels so nice to run. I'm amazed how much I miss it.
Well, I guess that's enough whining for one post. I'm just missing my family and wish I could be with them. Our friend Dan was able to get some VIP passes for the team dinner in San Luis Obispo tonight after the stage and I'm jealous I don't get to go. Pat said he'll take lots of pictures. Maybe he'll even get to meet the great Mario Cipollini!
Feeling like a mouse in a maze.....................