Call into Camie...

Another day down and only a few left ahead of me now. I am sore...not sore as in oh my aching muscles...but sore as in "Oh S**T I really did hurt my shoulder!" I fell while in Moab out on Klondikes Bluff. (Yes, it is a ride that all beginner Mountain Bikers could do, but isn't that the way it goes?) I landed on my behind (on a tree, which slowed down my fall and my final resting spot was a cactus.) and caught myself with my wrist. In the process, my left shoulder hit the tree I was crushing. I was sore, but thought nothing of it. (OK I did complain...which I hate to do...to my Erin)

After today's swim, I am thinking something of it. I have put in a call to the worlds BEST Massage Therapist (Camie Roth) and she can't see me until next week. Guess I will have to deal with the pain, and try to take it easy. Which I don't do very well. Luckily I only have two more swims this week. One is a race specific workout the other is a easy 30 minute workout.

I did a long easy swim (2.5 miles) and followed with a quick short bike ride. The shoulder truly flared up during the ride. Which doesn't make me feel (mentally) good about this little situation I have put myself into.

Guess I will just have to see what happens!!! I think I can swim with one Arm...they're called "drills"!