Another weekend gone! My sister and her husband are now safely back in Chicago and I can start to settle back into "normal" life after three hectic weeks. We did a bit of sightseeing while they were here:
In Japantown I took a picture for Mario's international education:
Boyfriend also bought a Japanese electrolyte drink called, Pocari Sweat. Sounds so appetizing:
I managed to swim 1500 yds today. I only have two more visits to the pool until the triathlon. I've been trying to practice sighting and lifting my head out of the water to see where I am going. When you're in the pool you can stare at the ground and follow the black line. I have a feeling that the murky, parasite-infested, lake of death the triathlon is sure to take place at will be sans helper-line. I have no idea how I am going to swim straight because every time I lift my head, my body sinks and I start flailing around and choking on water. I also got on my bike today. Poor Ferdinand had a layer of dust on him. I know. Shameful. But we reconciled and plan to spend more time together in the coming weeks.
You may be wondering about my running update. Well, I didn't make it out for a run this weekend. Long walks across bridges & up and down hills, yes. But no runs. And I consider this a good thing. My leg feels 100% healed. I can walk on it. I can jump on it. I can put high amounts of pressure on the area that used to be tender with no pain response (admittedly, the last time I resumed running before the DL Half, I failed at this third test). The only thing I'm not quite sure of is whether or not I can run on it. I intend to find out tomorrow.