After not making it to the C&O Canal towpath for a 7-mile run the second day in the row, I made a mental health detour to If The Shoe Fits, the running store in Fredrick, for a specialized knee stabilizer and other running detritus that I could probably live without, but really, why? I had a lovely conversation with the salesman of my own age-persuasion, obviously a "real" runner. He explained that my knee pain was not caused by real knee problems, but rather by my increasing weekly long-run mileage and not to worry about it, especially since it doesn't hurt WHEN I run, just afterward. I bought the "Cho-Pat Dual Action Knee Strap" anyway, since it has such a cool name and I gotta have SOMETHING to get me through those Body Pump squats and lunges.
He also recommended a fanny-pack water bottle holder that looks stupid (as all fanny packs do) but feels good running, even with a full bottle of water. It will hold my panoply of electronic equipment as well. He had good advice about where to do long runs, and seemed to think that running the Baltimore Half-Marathon was a peachy keen idea for a person of my advanced minutes per mile. He said, "If you think you can do it, then you will." Basically, in one way or another he confirmed that my training plan is on the right track. I was hoping he had a magic trick or two, but no...run, rest, and listen to your body seems to be the basic plan.
Then off to the gym for Body Pump, some weights for the hip flexors, and a 3-mile walk on the treadmill. Now it's home to ice - alas, no more Advil for moi-and NCIS repeats. On the way home I mapped out a 7 mile run in the neighborhood. Maybe tomorrow....if the weather holds.
OK, Kelly. Your turn.
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