This week's long run was so much better than last week's debacle. I was a lot more careful about what I put in my mouth on Friday. I made sure I had enough gels in my spibelt and I even made sure my Garmin was fully charged. Yay for some fore-thought and organisation.
I also decided very early that I wouldn't run a step over 20k. With my hip/hamstring still playing up there's absolutely no point except to make myself miserable. So I ran with the group to 10k and wished them a fond farewell while they continued on just a little bit further. It was hard. The run home was very lonely but I didn't have to walk like last week.
And because I was disciplined on Saturday, I was able to back up and do a very comfortable 11k on Sunday. My injury only played up minimally and I was finally able to implement something that my exercise physiologist son has been encouraging me to do. He's asked me to run a few hundred meters really focusing on keeping my core engaged whenever I think of it through the run.
And the difference I found was quite amazing. I would find that my hip was starting to niggle and it would remind me that I had something to do. I'd engage my core and the pain would lessen. It's going to take a little while but I think with a concerted effort it will become more natural to run without my tummy flubbering all over the place. AND I might even look better when I run.
I know, though, that this will take time and practice and the Melbourne Half is just a little too close. Melbourne is definitely going to be slow and is probably going to hurt but I still can't wait! It's going to be so good to get away and have some quality time with my first-born. And even better - if I need a little treatment after the run, Sam will be quite happy to do a little muscle-release on me. Now that's something to really look forward to.