Completed the first physical therapy session yesterday. I had done the Office Loop of about 4 miles at noon and followed that with a drop into Reno to Peter Barbieri's office. I always want to see Tony Marek (the magician, says Dez), but I was prescribed to see Jon the PT before seeing Tony. It's the system I guess. Jon was very good, however; and I expect I'll soon get him to transfer me into Tony's hands.
Because I had put in a few miles, my back was feeling fine. Actually better than it had for a couple weeks, outside the time I'm actually running (a great excuse to be pain-free on the trail). Jon said the yoga work I'd been doing along with running was fine, and that sometimes we simply need a little manipulation. And boy did that hurt! Achilles had his heel; I'm doomed by hips and hams of steel.
Feeling a little tightness today. Have some miles for tomorrow (Darren?). Have to lay off the golf course this week, keeping things in opposition. Yet Jim Carter plays left-handed and I could simply change for every other shot, but I got a handicap to think about. Spring-like, unsettled weather in store anyway, so trails it is; probably as it should be.
Get out. IWWD.