Last week I’d done a couple of two-mile runs. (One of which was with my friend Rachael who claims she is a slow runner but totally kicked my butt. She kindly said it was because I’m just getting back into running after surgery. I think it’s also because she’s ten years younger than me.) So on Tuesday of this week, I was ready to go to the next level.
A three-miler. Almost a 5K!
To run three miles in my neighborhood, I add together a one-mile loop and a two-mile loop. At first, I thought I’d run the two-mile loop first so that if I were too tired or sore after that, I could skip the one-mile loop. And then I told myself to stop being a baby and just do it! So I ran my “around the town” one-mile loop first, so I’d pretty much have to run all three. Unless I was going to be a total wimp and run only one.
I almost was a total wimp. My knees were sore and my legs were tight. But I kept going, around the town, past the library, up the hill (!), and then “around the block” for two miles.
Upon my return, I was tired, sore, achy, and exhilarated.
And I spent at least an hour icing my foot.
Wednesday, my foot was pretty ouchy all day, and I decided not to run.
But tonight, I’m going to the Y. Will I run? Use the elliptical, which is easier on my foot? Not sure. But I can’t let the soreness, the cold weather and the return of snow (!!!) keep me from being active. I know I’ll feel better after a workout.
Mentally, at least.