My wife has been out of town this week and I have had to act as the cook for my two youngest boys. My philosphy has always been, if it takes longer to prepare, than it does to eat, I just can’t prepare it. I don’t have the passion to cook and admittedly it makes me a terrible cook. So last night, I put on my chef’s hat and took the boys to one of my favorite Irish restaurants in Spokane – O’Doherty’s. A running group that I used to run with prior to my hip surgery, The Flying Irish happened to be meeting up at this same restaurant. The club started out at this restaurant, hence the name ‘Flying Irish’, but outgrew it and moved to a new location. Apparently they were running a “legacy” run from this location. It was good to see some old friends who were still with the group. While the boys and I were eating, Hip Runner Michele came up to me and introduced herself. Michele has been a longtime member of the Flying Irish and it was nice to see her up and at em just one month after her hip surgery. We had a good talk and discussed her progress with the new hip. Everyone is different, but I couldn’t help but think how similar our thought processes were 1 month after surgery. With the absence of the arthritic hip pain, I was antsy to get back to my workout routine. I’m a fairly positive guy, but my optimism was tested during those first few months. Patience is needed while the surgery site heals. Michele looked great! It was a quick meeting but still it was nice to meet another Hip Runner who lives in the same town.
In other news, last week, I met up with some of my teammates from my running club, the SDP (Spokane Distance Project). Late in the summer we had mapped out a half marathon course that would allow us to make some some ….. er ….. hydration stops on Spokane’s fledgling ‘Ale Trail’. We … (Click Here to View Full Post and Comments)