When last I laced up my trusty Asics (except they were Brooks which didn’t work out so well for me not that there’s anything wrong with Brooks) it was fifty-one days ago. In those fifty-one days I learned a lot.
I learned that I really am A Runner because not running drove me crazy and made me cranky and somewhat resentful of HCRP when he ran.
I learned just how much running that half-marathon last month meant to me when I sat and cried for a few minutes after I heard the starting siren go off.
I learned that if you don’t listen to your body when it whispers, you will listen to it when it screams. Repeatedly.
I learned to be so attuned to a single, non-reproductive part of my body that I could detect non-visible swelling.
Today I learned that starting slow and taking it easy really is the best way to get back into a thing.
I set out to run a mile. Walk 1/4 mile, run 1/4 mile, walk 1/4 mile, run 1/4 mile. That was my plan.
HCRP and I got to our favorite running place, stretched, and away we went! Okay, “away” he went. Away I walked. Chanting my mantra of “Healthy. Strong. Resilient.” with every step. I’m not gonna lie and say that there wasn’t an itty-bitty, teeny-weeny, nearly-audible voice in the back of my brain whispering “But what if it hurts when we start the running part?” I shushed her with The Mantra and when I hit the 1/4 mile point of my intended course I took that first running step.
Then the second.
And the third.
And there was no pain.
So I stopped counting and kept running.
The spirit was ecstatic.
The legs were good with it.
The lungs were okay.
At the 1/2 mile it was turn, repeat.
And it felt gooooood! So much so that there was the brief, fleeting thought of “Ya’ know, I could always turn around and go back and do this again!”
The legs were all about it.
The logical part of my brain objected.
The lungs had its back.
So we all stopped, stretched, and waited on HCRP to finish his three miles.
Day One Back In The Running!
Wednesday we expand to 1.5.
And since we’re counting days and all . . . As of today I have 152 days to be ready, prepared, and trained for My First Half Marathon – The USAF Half Marathon.
Based on everything I’ve learned – I can totally do this!