It ain't much but it's honest work.
Thought about inserting that meme here because that's how I
felt after today. One mile. I ran one
mile. For the first time in 196 days, I
ran a full mile without stopping. Bear
in mind that 196 days ago I was barely two weeks after running my first mile in
8 months after my meniscus repair surgery.
A repair surgery which I didn’t know at the time had not worked.
I ran that 3 mile run 196 days ago and was in pain. I thought it was a good pain,
but it was a pain telling me the knee was not fixed.
Today I ran pain free. I am out of shape. My muscles are weak, but I seem to
be, four hours later writing this, to be ok. Just a little over four months
after my surgery, I am running. (It could have been even less but I decided to
throw a wrench in my plans by getting surgery on my perforated septum in my
nose two weeks ago and delay everything.)
So, now, I have 28 days until a half marathon I am planning on running in Alaska. I have 4 weeks to hopefully build up enough stamina to make this NOT my worst half-marathon ever. (A position currently held by a half-marathon at the end of an 70.3mile triathlon a little over a month before I tore the meniscus in my knee originally. My time:1:59:02. I walked most of the last three miles of this very hilly, very hot day, where I was on fumes. The next slowest, if you are interested, was a 1:48 that I ran fully on a beach in hot humid Galveston where I added an extra mile.)
I should be able to
finish this race and I should be able to do so in a healthy way that helps me
build back my racing. That is what is
important. Not just getting out there and slogging through. I want to be able
to race and race fast again. Otherwise, there is no point of racing, to me at
least. Running, absolutely.
Regardless, it all starts today with one single 7:35 minute mile.
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