Last week the Dr gave me the ok to run so of course I did. I loaded my body up on ibuprofen and ran. My foot in the morning is sore but not PAIN so I’ve taken that as a good sign.
Monday’s run 6 on the treadmill was mentally tough but not physically till mile 5. I hurt a little but not as much as maybe I thought I would have. Come Tuesday I got up and gave myself some tylenol, because I was out of ibuprofen, and got myself to the Y and ran again. I was pretty much in pain from 0 to 1 mile then it eased until mile 2 then it started up a little stronger than before. Why, you may ask, did I not stop. That is seriously a question I ask myself all the time.
I got off that treadmill with out the ability to bend my knee. I was in so much pain I hobbled right to the lalala lounge and asked for ice.
Here’s the thing, I’m afraid of getting fat again. I’m afraid if I stop running for any length of time after just having stopped because I was sick I will never be able to catch up and run this marathon. Also, I truly love running! I don’t want to miss even 1 run, I love the feeling of it. It is a beautiful release and escape for me mentally and exhilaration for me physically. I enjoy other physical activities but nothing like I feel when I’m running.
So am I stupid or dedicated? Yesterday when I got home I sat, I couldn’t walk without pain so I didn’t. This morning I got up and I’m only a little sore, I can bend my knee without much pain, like a 2. I’m not contemplating how great it would be to shovel. I’m totally STUPID, the decision has been made.
No comments:
Post a Comment