False alarm on the back...

Sort of.

It still twinges a bit, but after 48 hours of being useless and another 48 of just being in constant pain, I'm nearly back to normal.

I still wouldn't play any sort of sport that involves twisting or jerky movements, but running and cycling seem to be fine. Thus, I am in the race and have five days to go until I get to test myself in a totally new sport. (Totally new given if I haven't done it in a decade, it's totally new)

Aside from the minor setback, training volume has been down somewhat, stress at work and such has been getting into my outside life, which always sucks, that seems to be fading though. I've got about 6 weeks until the first cross race that I can attend. The first race being on the same weekend as Susan's wedding, so I'll be in Toronto with the rest of the Ottawa crew that weekend. So 8 races this year if all goes well. Lead lap on more than one? That's the goal.

The unfortunate side to this is that since we're getting nice and close to race season, it means it's time for more and more painful workouts. Yay. Lactate acid. Fun, fun, fun!