“It hurts up to a point and then it doesn’t get any worse.” – Ann Trason
About 10 a.m. Saturday, as I drove to my brother’s house, my thoughts settled on my most recent gravel road adventure.
I had just finished running more than 18 miles in the hills southeast of Hawley, Minn., with relative ease. Long-time readers may recall I dubbed those hills as the Manmaker Trio, and found myself humbled by them a number of times. I’ve run them in all types of weather and they never are easy. But, on occasion, they aren’t as difficult as they look.
The day went so well that I ran one of the massive hills twice, near the end of the run. When I finished, the experience reminded me of a 22-mile effort there prior to the the 2010 Grandma’s Marathon.
On Friday, a trip to the chiropractor set me up for a great long run.
And it couldn’t have come at a better time: familiar aches and pains had returned. In particular, a troublesome ankle resurfaced and I found myself hobbling a bit. Not on Saturday, though.
It allowed me to finish a phenomenal month on a high note. My runs on Saturday and Sunday helped me top my previous monthly high for mileage – a total I set back in March 2012 in preparation for my best Grandma’s Marathon to date.
But the trip to the chiropractor also proved insightful: a discussion about diet revealed my nutrition and eating habits were not only fueling my run, but acting as an anti-inflammatory for the pounding my legs were taking on the roads.
Now, there’s just 9 more weeks to my Central Park destination, and I hope the legs hold up for the miles I’m planning in September and October.