You ever have those moments where you must choose between doing and not doing? Which really is the choice between doing and quitting when you think about it.
I was so excited last night to put on my shoes and start running again. Sunday I had some great runs on the bridge, even in the midst of dodging and weaving around the masses of people. And, I must say, if felt GREAT passing people up LOL!
What was even better is that I experianced very little pain in my foot.
So last night, I couldn’t wait. I got home, changed clothes, made dinner, then laced up. I put on one of my favorite worship albums to listen to (has a great mix of rythms for me) and decided that I was going to start where I left off on Easter Sunday.
I made sure my warm up pace was faster than normal and when it came time to run? Pain.
And it almost made me quit. But then I decided, “You know, lets see if it works itself out.” After my third interval, there was very little pain. And after the fourth, all I could feel was the determination that I wasn’t going to quit and the pride of pushing through it.
By the time I got home, I had run every interval and kept my walk pace up and I felt sweaty, tired, and fantastic!!!
Then, when I checked my times and distance I was exhilerated!!! Not only had I gone farther (nearly 2 miles compared to a mile and a half the last time) my run intervals were averaging at 9 minute miles!!!
WHAT!?!?
Prior to my injury, I was averaging 11 – 12 minute miles! My DH told me I was not allowed to injur myself again just to get fast times. He’s such a party pooper! 😉
I’m feeling so good about the run last night that I really think I’ll move onto the next week today. Oh how I have missed running!
On another note, I saw this picture today and wanted to share it with you.
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