....with the sounds my footsteps.
I know, I know...the doc said no hills. But he said that over a month ago. And at no time did he say when I could start working them back in.
So, I decided to make today that day.
I had a short, 3 mile run on the schedule this morning....and I didn't feel like getting into my car and driving to the gym to use the treadmill....or driving to the flat trail that runs through town.
Nope, I donned my running gear and walked right out my front door.
It's been ages since I've been able to run in the neighborhoods near my house. The same neighborhoods I used to run in every morning last year.
I have to admit, I was a little nervous about it though. The last attempt didn't go so well.
I took it slow.....really, really slow. I stuck with my 2:1 intervals as much as I could....but did walk up quite a few of the hillier sections.
I could feel the fatigue in my legs right off the bat. I used to run these every morning, and here I was having trouble just making it up the first one I came to.
It's strange, how much I feel as though I've taken a time machine back in time. Last spring, I was running the same distances. Excited when my long run hit a whoppin' 5 miles! Excited when I could make it up those hills I was trying to run again this morning.
But, I walked in the door to my house, at the end of my run, with a very small limp. Nothing like what I've been experiencing in the past.
Baby steps. I'm getting there again!
37:25, 3 miles, 12:28 overall average pace, 336 calories, Max HR 182, Avg HR 161