There are many times that I’ve gone for a run and my mind has played games with me, telling me to stop, that I’m tired, that I can’t go on any more. I have to dig deep to find the strength to ignore it and keep going with the plan.
And now, off for a full week, my mind is playing those same games. This time, though, I’m being told that I can run. It doesn’t help that my physiotherapist started yesterday’s session with “Did you run yesterday?” And the fact that I don’t hurt when I walk or run up or down the stairs isn’t making it easy to stick with the plan either.
I have the full range of motion in my right leg now; as of yesterday, my ankle is able to touch my butt again – something I couldn’t do for weeks. But Gastroc continues to be a bit of a pain; the left side of my knee occasionally aches just enough that I know that I’m not ready to hit the road yet.
The only way I’m going to get through this non-running is to do something different. So tomorrow is the day to add something new to my training: walking. Yes, tomorrow, I’m going to walk the 6K loop that I love to run. I’ve also promised to take the boys swimming, which will give me a chance to practise bilateral breathing again. I just hope they don’t laugh at me.
I have one more week to stay strong; I can do it.
Take care of yourself….you'll be back!
I'll back up Delilah! Enjoy your rest and get ready to come back strong.
you can do it!! Tell Gastroc I'll kick his a$$ if he keeps on causing you trouble. 🙂