Pool Running and Other Forms of Water Torture

Today I ran in the pool for an hour. I got some strange looks. I glared back.

I'd rather run outside, especially with this gorgeous weather we've been having in Boston, but with my hip being all screwed up, I can't.

With 13 weeks until the marathon, I need to think realistically. It's altogether possible that I won't be able to run, depending on how serious this injury is. Then again, Diddy ran NYC with only 9 weeks of training.

It's kind of a bummer. But I'm going to keep at it. My trainer has suggested to me 40 minutes of cardio each day, either spinning, cycling at 100rpm or faster, or pool running/swimming, with one "long day" where I do 40 minutes of two of the above. At least I'll be able to maintain some sort of fitness base.

In the meantime, I'm going to bake cookies.