1. It been at least 3 weeks since I've been outside on the bike, and I've actually only ridden my sick fast once. I've spent the last three weeks doing everything on the trainer, but this morning's temps looked nice enough to manage outside, so I convinced Emily to join me for yet another sunrise ride. The nice thing about being on the trainer for the past few weeks is that it's given my lower half a chance to acclimate to the crotch scenery. The bad thing is that I have no idea how to steer. I spent at least the first two loops staggering back and forth across the road. Things got a little better the longer I rode, and by the last loop I had things under control enough to take a few pictures (the mark of excellent bike control), but there's no way I'd want to ride on an actual road like this for a while.
I'm hoping that the weather stays mild in January (it could happen) so I can start to get some handling skills. 112 miles is a long time to be weaving around like a drunk. However, it was amazing to be back outside on the bike, despite the fact that it was just cool and damp and windy enough to produce 843 buckets of snot.
2. Yesterday I was walking down the stairs when I felt a weird twinge on the outside of my shin. I ignored it (duh), but after running a few miles it was still twanging. I massaged the crap out of it before I went to bed, but it's still bothering me today and it's making me cranky. It's not on the bone, it's in the muscley part of the lower shin on the outside of the leg. I feel it when I'm pushing off my foot to walk, as well. Hrrrmph. I'm kind of hoping that I just bumped into the coffee table and forgot about it, but I'll be icing and wearing the compression socks and scouring the internet for a while to see what kind of special tumor I could have. Any ideas, Dr. Bloggers?
3. I've been in the pool a TON this month and I actually love it. I've already surpassed the yardage I set for myself as my December goal and I've got 9 whole days left in the month. I'll be ringing in the new year with several dozen of my closest swimming friends, as some raging psychopath has set up a workout for New Year's Eve that is 1, 2, 3, 4, or 5x2012 yards. I'm hoping to be able to complete at least 3x or 4x, but if I'm feeling fine nearing the end of 4 I'm definitely going to go for the golden insanity ring of 5. From someone who used to hold her nose and swim with one arm. I'm going places, people, watch out. I don't feel like I'm necessarily getting much faster in the pool right now, but it's becoming easier to swim at certain paces for longer distances (which actually might be the definition of getting faster, but whatever). I'm pleased with the way my training is going right now and that, I think, is about all I have to say about that.
Happy Thursday, friends! Please diagnose my leg, okay thanks.