I drove down to the marina for a loosen-up run this afternoon. I was feeling a bit stiff after the Silverado Footrace. Mainly my shoulders and upper back ached.
There was not a parking spot to be found, so I parked across the street and ran into the wharf. The skies were blue, pelicans hung out on the boat ramps. People lined the walkway with luggage in their hands for a trip to Catalina. I felt good, light on my feet. Then somewhere after crossing onto the island, at about mile three, a shrieking pain suddenly hit my hip. I didn't shriek. My hip did. It felt like someone had stabbed me there with a knife and was twisting it as I ran. I stopped to stretch, walked a few steps, then took off running again. Stopped to stretch a couple more times and ran all the way back to my car.
Miles logged: 3.61
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