Dear IT Band and Wonky Knee,
I have iced.
I have stretched.
I have foam rolled like a mutha fu&*#.
I have pumped you full of Ibuprofen.
I have yoga'd.
I have rested.
Today I shall run and I will need you to help me. You see my dear little leg, we have a schedule to keep and a really fun few months of running ahead of us and we need to work as a team.
For most of my life, I have always hated you. You are too big, too short and not shapely enough.
But now that I have discovered running...I appreciate you (and your twin sister, my right leg) and all the miles you carry my body through...but I need you to cooperate and work with me here. I promise to be good to you...to be more consistent in my training....to up my mileage slowly and to thank you every single day.
And I'll try to shave you more often, cause ya know...it's going to be getting warm soon. And I'm working on making you skinnier after seeing last weekends photos, sorry bout that.