This morning in my physiotherapist's gym, I ran for the first time in 3 weeks! I ran for 4 minutes!
Yes, I know... it doesn't sound like much. And I even had to ICE afterwards. But damn, it felt GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.
I'm pretty sure that I won't be doing the 1/2 Ironman anymore, but at least I can check out the course while Jason does it this year. In fact, he signed up for a full Ironman in September. Maybe I will sign up for that 1/2?
In other news, this weekend Jason and I travelled to Port Alberni to see my sister's rapidly expanding waistline... AKA the first grandchild to my parents, great-grandchild to my grandparents, and neice/nephew to me and my brother. It's pretty wild to put your hands on her tummy and feel that baby kicking around. June will be an interesting month!
We went for a 35k road ride yesterday early in the morning, uninterrupted by cars, other riders, or intersections. It was so peaceful! I remember how I used to bike out to see my friends on my yellow bike with the banana seat, front basket and streamers trailing from the handlebars. It was 5k out to my old elementary school, and I think of how far that used to seem! Riding out there now takes minutes instead of hours.