this training cycle started the last week in june, because chiropractor said it could. i was very grateful that he said it could.
but this training cycle? it's been hard. far harder that i expected it to be. far harder that (i think) it should be. far harder than it was this spring.
my right knee is eternally swollen. i cannot, for the life of me, seem to get any speed. at all. it hurts. (and by "it" i mean everything.) and the whole digestion thing? not me talk about it.
and almost every day, i tell myself i don't want to. it's not worth it. i'm not going to. and yet... every day, i do.
today i got a pedicure because my feet were trashed. i got a massage because everything hurt. (i think i mentioned that.) and i saw chiropractor who said "everthing looks good. keep going."
and tomorrow? i'll be at the track. and it will most likely hurt. and i'll most likely not be able to get any speed going. but i'll be there anyway. because when i was told i could go ahead and start this training cycle, i didn't ask questions like "will it be easy?" or "will it be painless?"
i just said "thank you."