There's a fire in my belly and I'm on my way back!

This has been a fairly discouraging time for the past 3 1/2 months. I'd have to say the last time I was racing at 100% was the Rio Rancho Duathlon on April 9 where I believe my injury began. Running up hill on the second run was the very first time I felt any odd sensation at the point that ended up being my stress fracture. I waited two weeks and ran two more races, both loaded up on ibuprophin. I event set a Clyde course record at the Amarillo Sprint and won overall Clyde at the Wind Triathlon but those were the last times I was anything close to fast. After two weeks I went to see my family doc and got a consult to a sports medicine guy. Another month went by with three more races. I had four scheduled but one I just went as a spectator due to increasing pain. My running times became slower and slower and I was feeling worse and worse as I saw my increadible season fading into memory.

I was released to run again June 30th and the very next day started comming down with a cold. I have been struggling with a cold for the past two weeks and have contined to feel some discomfort in my run. In fact I find that I actually fear going for my training runs because I didn't feel or see my injury comming and bang! I had a stress fracture.

Well, the past two days have been the first that I have had any sense that I may be comming back and I am dying to come back. I am not sure what the rest of the season holds for me but I do feel like I know what I need to do and I do think, for the first time in almost 3 1/2 months that I may yet have some good races ahead before season's end.