I ran. Twice.
On Thursday morning, I realized that a lot of my recent anger was the lack of control I had over my return to running plan. My doctor had seemingly pulled a date out of thin air - December 5th - to start running again. I can't see how four days could make a damn bit of difference, and the disregard of authority for authority's sake pleased me (as usual).
The run was great! I walked .25 miles, ran .25 miles, walked .25 miles, ran .25 miles, and walked .25 miles. No pain, no aching.
Two days later, on Saturday, I did the exact same thing but added on an extra set of .25 run, .25 walk. No pain!
Today, I plan to add on another .25 running, and then hold that mileage steady for a couple of runs before I increase it.
We'll see how it goes, and I know I have a long road of recovery ahead of me, but I'm happy to finally be on it. :)
There's a race I do every year in March sponsored by the Point Brewery because my dad was a huge Point-o-phile (just go with my made up word, ok?), and I will do it this year even if I have to walk it. Of course, I want to run it (hopefully with my non-runner brother like last year).
|Me and my brother at the Point Bock run 2010|
This goal is helping me stay focused on the long term, and not just go downstairs and run on my treadmill til I keel over. :)
I hope you all had a great weekend!