So this past week I tried running on tuesday in complete pain. I managed to endure 4 long SLOW miles before calling it quits. Thanks Smith for sticking with me. I didn't run the rest of the week. I tried to run 15 on Saturday and managed to go 1/2 mile. These past two months I've had such an emotional rollercoaster of "I will make it to Boston" to "There is always next year." I want this so bad! Last week I was talking to a triathlon/running coach and on Saturday I got an email from him. We coresponded thru email and I explained my dilema with the injuries. He called me yesterday and he is working on a new training plan for me that I hope will work. This is my last option. At least for the next week I will be doing all my training in a pool swimming laps and water running.
This is becoming the most expensive marathon I have ever done and probably ever will do. I'm just crazy in the head. I feel optomistic this week. Wish me luck. I miss my running buddies and look forward to running with you guys after this injury gets better.