It actually began the Saturday before Thanksgiving when I hurt my right hamstring at a race doing a 6:37/mile pace. The next weekend I hurt my left hamstring trying to do a 5:59/mile pace (to win a 6-pack of microbeers)
The next week of running was fine enough - it did end a nice stretch of 12 weeks with at least 30-miles
Then - of course - my hard drive crashed. And my files on the external hard drive got wiped
On my birthday last Thursday my back scrucnhed up and my spine curved (probably related to those two bad hamstrings), which put me out action until today
Today was great. Hudson and I did our 2.1-miles at his park. He got to play with several dogs, including a Pit Bull and a Great Dane
After checking in on work - which is wrapping up real nice for a 17-day break - went to Green Mountain with my "spikes" (which I was able to wear the entire run)
It was a slow go but it was great to get back out there
At the summit. A bit psychologically sketchier climbing to the cairn
There's Longs Peak at the back, just left of center in the haze - "Hi Longs!"
Longs: "Hi stupid"
There's Sugarloaf where we almost lived, all nice and white
2 more days of work and it's Christmas vacation! Woo-hoo!!
