A Run with my Brother

Drew flew in from Oregon on Saturday morning. I may have mentioned his arrival before, but if not, he's here with us in PA for a week, then traveling to VT with me for a long weekend. (Which I'm very much looking forward to!!) We had originally set up Jason's mom to watch Julia for an hour while we ventured out to run again this evening, but unfortunately she wasn't feeling well, so Jason stayed home with Julia and Drew and I went for a run together. Good times, let me tell ya. We parked at Charles Snyder Funeral Home on George Street and proceeded south on George until we hit the construction at the far end of Millersville University, near the Student Center. We ran back through the buildings and up the steps to the gym, and from there took a breather until we reached MU's football field where Drew made running up and down the Beimsderfer steps look easy. Blechh...I ran 2 laps around the track while he did the steps. I had told Jason during our earlier Millersville excursion that I would not even attempt to do the steps at Beimsderfer until March. I'm still going to stick to that!! Jason's Garmin Forerunner tells me that we ran 2.56 miles in 35 minutes. So I've upped my distance my a quarter of a mile. Not bad! The wind this evening was actually quite hellish and I couldn't feel my fingers until about half way through the run, but I'm still feeling good despite these cold temperatures. No terrible aches or pains that I had anticipated that I would have. No left ankle issues or right SI problems. All (currently) seems to be holding out. A coworker also informed me that static stretching prior to exercise has been found to create more injuries. I'm excited to see what else she finds in the current research that she's going right now. More on that later...

As a side note: It really was great running with my brother. Even if he's used to training at about 4,000 feet in his little town of Bend, OR, I think we were able to get in a good workout together. If it wasn't for his encouragement, I would not have been able to run the last spanse from the Sugar Bowl to the crossroads of George and Cottage. I would have stopped at the sign for St. Paul's Lutheran Church and been done with it. I was sucking wind when we got to the fireplug that I was instructed to beat upon getting to the traffic light...but it felt good. May is going to be sooo easy compared to these conditions!