April is tulip time in the Skagit Valley. The daffodils precede the tulips by a couple weeks. Fields and fields of them. People come from all over to see them.
It's been a busy time for me, as always. Work has my attention much more than my running these days. Still, I've found my way into physical therapy four or five times this past month. I'm learning all sorts of new stretches. I've made a friend with a foam roller. I'm convinced more core work will be good for me, but this I've always known. I'm really hoping to get my left leg working the way it should.
The miles don't come as easy as they used to. I ran in the pouring rain through the Nookachamps the other day. I found myself short of breath. And wet. I ran by a row of cows, eating their hay, with their ears punched with tags. I figured I'm probably better off then them.
I have my eye on some events in the coming months. The first one or two will be ugly, I'm sure. But I'll get there one of these days.