Shouldering the Cold

I did a 5 mile run, painfully slow, last night -- again on the treadmill (thank you, minus sign). Afterwards I did a few "functional training" circuits. I threw some heavy (for me) bench presses into the first circuit to see how I was doing. That was bad idea. My left shoulder has gone through some bad times in my life, from a dislocated sternoclavicular joint in high school, to a rotator cuff problem 4 years ago, to what I believe to be sight fracture of the collarbone this summer that was caused by a wicked fall off of a bike. It doesn't like heavy bench presses. I find this quite odd, as it doesn't seem to mind dips, even on rings, which at least feel like they're applying much more pressure to the shoulder. But today I feel like someone has lodged a big needle permanently into my delt, and I don't like it one bit. I hope I didn't mess it up worse.

This weekend's highs for Minneapolis are -1 on Saturday and -2 on Sunday, with windchills down to -25. That's Jon-speak for "Hello, Treadmill." Could be a long January. I hope it warms up a bit (I'd take 20's without awful wind) by February, so I can do those last few really long weeks of marathon training outside.