Well, this attempt took place on Thursday, and as it is now Saturday night, you can guess my excitement about the whole thing. I scrawled some notes after the run, but I've already mostly repressed the details.
My knees were still sore, but not too bad, and the thing is, is that they don't hurt when I run. So I convince myself to hurry up and run before school gets out. I'd had the highly nutritious foods of a cupcake, grapes, and about 12 ounces of water. Oh, and a gingin, because - shocker! - my stomach hurts. I went upstairs to get my clothes, and laid down and took a nap. Yep, super-motivated. Luckily, it was short, and I still had time before school got out.
I put my contacts in literally just for the run, so that I could wear sunglasses. I also slathered on sunscreen, which I've been forgetting lately. Since I've been running either at dawn or in the rain aftermath, I haven't worried too much about it, but should have on the last couple. I had also been meaning to change my mp3 from random to one specific cd. I was thinking Eminem, and today that's what I went with. Mmm. "Recovery." That's gotta get me through this.
One more change: the route. I have to finish this bloody thing, so I'm taking out the hills. Now it's basically 4 long stretches, that have significantly fewer hills than the route I've been trying. It's still the same route, mostly, but by moving it over a block, I avoid a chunk of up and down.
OK, so off I go (from my driveway now!), and run down the main road. I did get tired quicker than the last run, but it wasn't too bad. As I was running up the side street, I was thinking about "Eat Pray Love," which I started this morning, and is already one of my favorite books. The author spends a lot of time on the inter-connectedness, we're all in this together as one, theory of the Universe. I tried to think of all the people who were running with me, much like she tried to think of all the people who were hoping her divorce would go through, but lack of oxygen gave me a pretty short list. (I think Bill Clinton would want me to complete my run, but I didn't think of him. She did. Probably why her papers got signed and I still haven't run a 5K.)
As I ran toward the post office, I got one of my lovely upper stomach cramps, and it was terrible. I felt like I couldn't expand my chest to get a full breath. I kept going, but not far. When I got to the point that I would be running away from my house (my new mental block), I stopped and walked home.
There weren't many people out, but this truck towing a boat kept passing me. The first couple of times, it didn't seem that unreasonable, but when they went by the last time, several streets over, I was concerned. At least if they nabbed me, I could live on a boat.
By the time I got home, my knees hurt to the touch. They were horribly sore, like balloons again. I hate this. I iced them, of course, and then my ice pack burst, I guess. There was gooey gunk everywhere. Luckily I also iced my back, so it was in my hair, too. Running has brought so much joy into my life.
As it's now Saturday, I'll add that my knees continue to hurt like a funky monkey. Yesterday I thought I may run today, as they weren't too terrible. Mostly just my right knee, and I iced it and put some oils on it. Then, just before I went to bed, it started hurting so bad I was almost in tears. And that was before I tackled the staircase. So, I continue to fear permanent damage, and as I will finally officially have health insurance again on the first, I think I will wait until then to run again, even though I really, really, really, really want to run. This past week I have wanted to run desperately every day. I'm so sick of taking a week off to heal. I abhor being elderly.
Speaking of elderly, since I can't run, and in anticipation of not being able to run most of the winter, I have broken out the knitting needles. And I finished "Eat Pray Love." Perhaps I'll finally get back to the Gita now, too. Even if I can't afford yoga training now, and I have a hunch that my overwhelming new age vegetarian hippie aura with morals and ethics is preventing me from getting a job in the world of finance, I can at least be at peace with my impending homelessness.
Time: 2:30p; Run 16.5 minutes
Weather: 81, SUNNY, 2 mph breezes, 39% Humidity. (According to the Weather Channel, the temp was 82, Feels Like 81 - apparently there was a wind chill.)
Distance: 2.32K (1.44m)
Elevation: +53.2/-41.8/net 11.5 feet
5K/10K: 37:49/1:19:57 (Best overall - at least I'm getting faster; 5th best just run time)
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