1. I am almost positive that I was able to feel something happening in my glutes this morning while I was running. It might have been due to yesterday's dead lift party, or a week of kicking the crap out of them with strength training, but something was definitely going on. I call this progress. I also am ashamed to admit that I ran on a treadmill this morning. Which turned out to be a bad idea anyway, because it is just as warm and possibly more humid inside my gym than outside. But after spending 90 minutes whining about the dew point this morning, it was treadmill or nothing at all. I know this means my soul just got sucked out through the bottom of my running shoes, I'm sorry. However, it did give me yet another good opportunity to focus on form and count my strides-per-minute and concentrate on keeping my hips under me and not over-striding as I got faster, all of which probably would have gone out the window if I had been suffering outside. But the treadmill got me back for hating when something scary happened in "Silence of the Lambs" and I screamed and almost fell off the back. This is my actual life, people.
2. I still haven't made a decision about shoes. Several people who have looked at my gait have confirmed that my current shoes aren't actually hurting me, which takes the pressure off. I still think I'm going to buy a pair of the Kinvaras because a) they are hot pink and b) see item a. I'll probably just wear them to walk around in the gym while I lift and maybe do some strides in every once in a while as long as I'm still in PT and working on the hot mess that is my gait. And I'm not sure why I feel so terribly guilty about buying a pair of running shoes because of the color and not because of their classification that I am not intending to actually do much running in, but I do. I want the hot pink shoes!
I have no shame. I'm also thinking about switching from my 2150s back to the Adrenalines, but my current pair only have about 150 miles on them so I've got some time to decide. I'm really interested to see if all this strength training and PT and focusing on good form has an actual effect on my gait. I know that it's a slow and incremental process so I'm not looking for an immediate change, but I just wonder what I'll look like, say, in September. Will I still have my unicorn collapsing hip and Frankenstein foot stomp? Stay tuned.
3. I've been having a really stressful week, and I'm completely wiped out. That combined with not putting things on my calendar and plans changing at the last minute means my weekend is going to be an exhausting mess of trying to cram everything in, and next week is actually looking like it's going to be worse than this one was. Sigh. What are your weekend plans? Are you racing or giving up on the ridiculous weather to hide inside with cold beer (I wish I was doing this)?