I braved the miserable road conditions to drive to my Pilates class this afternoon only to find out it was cancelled! So of course I whistled all the way back home and popped in my Pilates DVD, right?
Um, no, not so much. And now it's almost time to go to bed and I'm dead tired and not even remotely in the mood to hang with Michelle and do quirkily named exercises like The Saw and The Corkscrew. (Seriously, who comes up with these goofy names?) I'll just have to mark this as an unplanned rest day. Another red NOPE on my schedule. Sigh.
My knee seems fine, but I haven't been running on it, of course. I'm scheduled to do four miles tomorrow. I think I'm going to try a run/walk pattern on the indoor track--walk every 6th lap or so to ease the burden a little. Marathoning for Mortals says I should take three days off, but geez Louise, if I do that I can write the whole darn week off right now. I figure I can always cut the run short if it starts bothering me. Two or three miles is still more than none.
This is where training for a specific event becomes stressful. If I weren't trying to stay on track for a specific race date, I could just go, "Hmm, knee hurts, bummer." I could take a week or ten days off and then slowly get back into it, but I don't think I can afford to sit out a whole week at this point. Of course, if I turn a minor problem into a major one by continuing to run on it, I'm really toast, but I don't know what else to do. I'll just see what happens tomorrow and take it from there.
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