Alright, so lets have an update shall we. Where to start, well we’ll start with the obvious. After I finished my huge mileage last week my leg promptly blew up and I had to take 5 days off, that was annoying, but hardly surprising. I’ve always wanted to run a 180mile week, so I did. And now that I have done that I know that it is really, really hard and kinda unnecessary. 160 will be just fine from here on out.
I went to a physio therapist when my leg exploded. Man, those people are amazing, so smart! PT’s are a godsend. The human body is a crazy thing, and the most frustrating part for us runners is that whatever it is that we have hurting is generally not what is actually hurt. So your knee hurts? Cool, that’s because your opposite hip is tight! Huh? How does that work? I don’t know, but physios do, and that is why they are rad! It is so important to have a good physio, I’ve been working with BST in Guelph for years now and she is fantastic. But since I’m down here right now I had to go to a new dude. At first I was apprehensive with my choice because he was rocking Vibrams. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt and he ended up being brilliant. Brian (the Physio) was able to pick up on such a slight little hitch, then he connected it to this, and this was causing that and so forth and so on. And after a bunch of twisting and loosening I walked out of the clinic right as rain. It was fantastic. Balanced PT down here in Carborro fixed me up good and I’m rolling again, awesome. Sometimes a little forced break is alright. I probably needed it physically, and mentally it reminded me just how much I want this. Onward to Rotterdam!
Another update. I’m no longer working with DST or the SpeedRiver Crew. Just needed a change. I am going to miss the holy hell outta my dudes in the river though. Some of the best friends a guy could ask for. Whether it be pounding out some miles on the trails, or slamming back some pints at the bar, those bastards are top notch. But ever since Kyle Boorsma grabbed my balls that one time things have just been weird, and well one of had to go! Just kidding, Kyle and I got over that ball grabbing episode a long time ago. I still believe that SpeedRiver is the best club in the country. They have the best athletes in the country and they have some of the best coaches in the country. If anyone asked me where in Canada they should train I would not hesitate to send em’ to the river. But man, sometimes ya just gotta try new things. So that’s that. onward to Rotterdam!
During this transition it is quite convenient that I have a kick ass coach as a brother. It is also convenient that said brother spent a few years hanging around Dieter Hogan and his Kimbia crew while they were kicking ass and taking names in all the major marathons. Dude knows the Marathon. So dude is my new coach. Now I’m not saying that I’m gonna all of a sudden become a superstar, because DST sure knows the marathon also. Just saying that I trust the plan that Pete will give me and I’m excited to give something new a try, he’s also kinda a hard ass so he’ll keep me in line no doubt. Sister Kristen is gonna be my strength coach. She is damn good at all that fitness and strength stuff. We went to yoga the other night. I like yoga, but I always find it to be incredibly humbling. I am terribly inflexible, so generally just touching my toes is a chore. In yoga if I can rock a half decent Downward dog than I’ll chalk the class up as a success.
So here we are doing this class, and we’re supposed to be bending this and tucking that, all whilst keeping our auras aligned mind you. And I can’t do it. I just can’t. These bends are not natural! I am convinced that the instructor was messing with us or something. The positions she wanted us to mold into just weren’t gonna happen, it’s physically impossible! So I stop, sit down, then glance around the class…Everyone, and I mean everyone is nailing these poses! I can’t believe it. I was literally the worst Yoga-er in the whole damn class. It was a damn embarrassment. But I will keep going back. I refuse to be defeated by yoga…I also like the way those pants make girls bums look.
Yeah so Team Watson is ready to roll. Let’s hit it folks. One last shot at it. Onward to Rotterdam!