I must say, I HATE nursing a bad mood more than I hate nursing an injury. I'm not normally a bad mood kind of girl. I realized I needed a check up from my neck up and spending the day with Hubs, devouring empty calories and engaging in some retail therapy seemed to snap me out of my "poor me" funk. My booty is still very sore so I'm taking that as a sign to continue taking it easy for a few more days. I'm icing my hip like it's my job, sitting on a tennis ball when I'm not icing and foam rolling like a crazy woman. I'll keep up my strength training and TRY to keep in mind that hey, I'm hurt. Keeping my killer ninja moves to a minimum. Hey, I've got a marathon to run in 4 months; I've got to be kind to my hind!
I'll post my 2010 goals later this week. I have them down and intended to post them Jan 1, but instead opted to just whine. Sorry for that. Old Pink Girl is back - I promise!