Yesterday I did my 8 mile run. By the end of the day, my knees were killing me. I was gingerly walking around. I'm considering running on a track but man that is a lot of boring circles to run. I would much rather run out in the neighborhood where there are things to see and distract myself with. I've come to the realization that the half-marathon may have to be my distance. I was hoping to train for a marathon in the fall, but I don't think my knees are going to allow it.

I'm regretting the time I spent in gymnastics growing up. I think back to all the things I've done. Soccer, gymnastics, track and field, boot camp, and walking on steel decks on an aircraft carrier and I wonder what is in store for me as I get older. I think I'm going to try to get in to see the orthopedist after the half marathon. I'm also going to start some supplements for joints. Ugh, getting older sucks!