So I finally get out last night to try to get some running in. I had missed a few days between being busy, dealing with migraines coming out of those damn herniated discs in my neck, and trying to rest the legs. So I throw on the PT band, the rain coat, and the Garmin and out I go.
Now the pace wasn't too great, but I didn't feel too bad. Was trying to concentrate on my form, lifting my knees on each step and not overstriding. 2 miles in and still feeling pretty good. As I am coming over the Williams Street bridge the back of my right leg, starts to act up a bit. So I shorten up my stride and pace and continue on down to the West Street intersection. And then just shy of 3 miles in, my right hamstring finally went on me. I stopped there and then, trying not to aggravate it anymore, and walked to the house.
A bit sore today, I am going to get a compression wrap for it (as I have 8 games this weekend to ref) but regardless I am NOT going to let this make me stop. Oh well, tomorrow is Thanksgiving and in the big picture I have a LOT to be thankful for.