I had a hernia surgery on December 19th. Because of this I had to take a month off of my running. I ran 6k last Thursday for the first time in a month, and it felt so good, like coming back home. I also felt that the run put everything back in place. Today, Sunday, we ran 13k. My running friends were supposed to run 18k but they decided to join me in my 13k run. That is what I call team support. I love them. I do. In today’s run we had two very steep hills. Oh, I felt the month off running up hill! And I am sore! From now on, and until the race, I will be running three times a week: Wednesdays, Thursdays and Sundays. Next Sunday I will have to jump to 18k. It is the only way I can get back into track and ready for my first race on February 17th. I just have a month to get ready. My animal lover note: while I run and enjoy the outdoors, there are some brave friends back in Colombia fighting against bullfights. Yesterday, one more bull died for the “sake of art”. It is still hard to understand how someone enjoys watching an animal being tortured and killed. Isn’t that sick?