Well, I just got back from my first run/walk really since April 28th...wow. Over a month.
I really, really, really hope that's enough!
But Coach Emily put in the plan, "IF YOU HAVE PAIN DISCONTINUE IMMEDIATELY!!!!"
She is totally not usually a SHOUTY CAPITALS or multiple exclamation points user. So I know that she meant business. For realz.
The plan was to do this:
Walk 7 minutes
Jog for 3
My first thought, I have to admit was, man, look at that. Look what I've become here. Look how much fitness I've lost.
But then I quickly smacked myself upside the head and decided to get over it and get it done.
I have to admit, I was scared. So scared that last night I freaked out to Matt. I even got a little teary and said, "What if it still hurts? I just want ME back."
Yes, I am TST and I am aware that running (or really, racing and tris) have become such a huge part of me that I've felt lost the past month. Restless. Cranky. Bloated up like a balloon.
So the thought of it still hurting? And having to DISCONTINUE IMMEDIATELY!!!! (?) Well, that was enough to throw me into a few irrational minutes of sniffling.
I set out and held my breath a little.
And let me be clear: I sucked. Big time. I felt really slow and large and lethargic. But I still felt so good to be out there. Working full-time with a 4 and 2 year old, I've really relied on my little runs as my quiet time and my sanity saver. Aside from missing my race, I missed that. Probably more than the race, actually. So I went out with no other noise besides my feet on the pavement and my breath. I needed to hear that, and I needed to hear myself think.
(In case it hurt.)
Well, the good news is, it didn't hurt. It felt strange, and tight a bit, and definitely different than my right achilles. But it didn't hurt. So I'll take that as a step in the right direction. Even if it was a small, slow, kind of bloated step.
It's not a cranky step anymore. And that's good.