I laced up today. Generally, this isn’t anything remarkable.. People do it every day all around the world…
But this was the first time the rubber met the road since an abysmal race with injury on Thanksgiving. I gave up. I put my shoes in the closet. I was afraid of my already fragile knee that was hurting with every step. It was easier to give up “the run” willingly, than to be told “never again” by a doctor.
After a month and a half, I was ready to try again. To feel like a virgin runner taking those first steps.
I have gone back to the basics. Back to week1 day1 of C25k, easing back into it, testing my knee, willing it to be ok.
I completed 2.27 miles today… They weren’t fast. I followed the program. But it felt so wonderful to feel the wind on my cheeks, the crunch of sand and gravel used my feet.
They were both the hardest and the most wonderful miles. Now.. to do it again! Back onto the horse I climb.