I ran outside today for the very first time since I hurt my knee in April. I was worried. Morale is big for me, and I knew that if I did it, I’d feel great! I also knew that if I couldn’t finish three miles today … getting to the gym and on the track would be even harder.
But today I ran …
Three LONG miles … What I once ran in 32 minutes, today took me 51 minutes and five seconds. My longest time ever.
Three SORE miles … What once made my heart sing, today ached every step of the way. There were also a few painful minutes at the end. Ice and ibuprofen are my friends.
Three COLD miles … I haven’t run outside in seven months. I missed all the warm beautiful running months in Washington.
Three PROUD miles … I’ll be honest. There were moments in all the physical therapy when I questioned if my knees would ever take this pounding again. There were one or two moments when I questioned it today. But they took it. I walked the last lap, but I finished today …
Three AMAZING miles!