Can you actually call it a recovery run, when the half marathon you are "recovering" from was a week and a half ago? :-) :-)
Two days after the marathon, some of the stiffness I'd been feeling in my right quad wasn't going away, in fact, it was getting worse. Much, much worse. Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation worse.
Pretty sure I pulled something, tore something, or just plain ticked something off. :-)
Two days after that my hubby and I were with friends in New Orleans. Our hotel was a block away from the French Quarter.
Now, when visiting New Orleans without a rental car...what do you do? Allot of walking, that's what.
The first two days of walking were pretty much agony. That leg wasn't pleased with my decision to put it through it's paces from sun up to sun down. It would much rather I sat on the couch, in front of the TV, eating Bon Bons and watching cheesy Lifetime movies.
By the time Saturday rolled around, my leg had stopped screaming at me....and I was itching to start running.
It's now Wednesday, and I'm posting about my first run in what seems like ages.
Bless me bloggers, for I have sinned. It's been 10 days since my last run. :-)
4:45 am came very, very early this morning. I donned my running gear and left the house without a plan.
I headed west, ran to the country club entrance, then turned around and came back home. Calling my pace "leisurely" is an understatement.
I stopped my watch as I neared our driveway. I figured I'd run a couple miles, just to get things loosened up. It read 1.99 miles.....close enough. (giggle)
When walking around at 5 am now, compared to a month ago....I don't see much difference. It's dark.
But, it's much darker than it was. With a nearly full moon above me, it's now dark enough to actually need my headlamp...even in the open areas not shaded by trees.
Dry leaves, on trees before we left for New Orleans, are now on the ground. The wind blowing them around, making the creepiest of sounds. I love fall!!!
The air isn't much cooler, but I notice my breathing sounds very "weezy"...the cooler air is working it's magic on my lungs.
I'm wearing long running pants, my new running jacket, and lightweight gloves.....yet barely working up a sweat.
Six months ago, this run would have felt like torture, murder.
The training schedule that has lived on the side of our microwave for 6 months is now in the recycle bin waiting for the trash collectors.
I'm running with only one purpose.....to run.
I can tell you right now that running to run probably isn't going to keep me motivated for very long. Once the newness of "running to run" wears off....the snooze button and I will reunite.
It's time to figure out my next step.
But, until then, the freedom of running without a master plan is wonderful!