Right now as I sit here at work, I am feeling my hip.
Okay. I am not actually rubbing my hands all over my hip.
That would be weird.
But I am noticing my hip.
Usually my hip is just there doing it's own hip thing.
We don't talk much.
I guess I'm just not in my hip's social clique.
But today hip seems to be saying something.
Quietly but saying something.
I know my form has been off since I took my big fall.
I really tweaked my leg from my ankle to my knee and I bounced around on my right hip.
But my hip was just bruised.
I am thinking about taking my evening run off.
Okay there I said it.
I have already run my morning miles so I am good for the day.
My mileage is good as long as I stick to my miles the rest of the week and even if I have a lighter week now I'd be okay with that since I have a great base and a month until the Ultra.
Gee am I trying to convince you or me?
Hummm. I better go. That's hip talking again.
I'm going to send hip some drugs and see if that shuts him up.
And maybe an evening's rest.