Two weeks ago, I had a business trip to LA. I am not a big fan of the City of Angels but I did become one. In the past, LA has only reminded me of traffic, drinking with OJ, and smog. But this trip was different, in resuming a fairly normal trianing schedule I was yeilded an opportunity to see the city in a way that I never had before... early, early in the morning, one block at a time. All cities have there own beauty but I had never really seen that in LA - traffic and smog really ruins it. But this trip was different. The city was really beautiful and I enjoyed my runs out on Wilsher Blvd. very much. It seems as though my knees enjoyed the runs too.
Back in WC the knees are still feeling good. Yesterday, I completed a 12 mile run feeling strong and as if I could have ran some more. During this run I felt relaxed and actually pushed myself towards the end of the run. "Pushing myself" hasn't been apart of my vocabulary in some time. It felt great. Let me say that again... it felt great.
I never saw my Sports Med Doc and I rehabed everything myself. I don't know why I never went to see them- probably because I was a little afraid of what I would hear.
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