The Continued Adventures of a New Runner
As an inspiration and/or entertainment here are my continued experiences as a new runner.
Day 3: I took a day off and I will say after a few days of intense bar shifts I was not very excited to be out there. Once I got going I was glad I did. I’m not gonna lie and say it was a great time, but I was able to increase the amount I was running. My breathing felt better, but cramps in my side and chest was an issue. I kind of figured I was having a heart attack at some point but since I didn’t wake up in an ambulance I will assume I wasn’t.
Day 4: The weekend had arrived and we (my wife, daughter, and I) were heading out of town for a quiet getaway at The Pond. Like a good new runner I packed up my running shoes and shorts. The Pond is a piece of family property in SC at the end of a mile long dirt road. Come Sunday I decided to go for a run. Emily gave me some advice and encouragement, and off I went with the dog by my side. I really didn’t feel comfortable running on the sandy dirt road, and I felt like I was taking a step back instead of forward. I guess I was having a “bad run”, but I did my best to push through. Not long after getting back to the my right knee was hurting a bit, but I didn’t think too much off it. We had a great weekend otherwise, drank some great beers and just relaxed for the most part!
Day 5: We traveled back on a Monday and Tuesday the yard was in some desperate need of a cutting, so it wasn’t until Wednesday that I got back out to run. My knee was still bothering me a bit, but I didn’t want that to be an excuse. I tried to fight through the pain but after a block I was literally limping as I ran. By the time I had gotten about halfway through my normal routine I was done, I couldn’t go four steps without doubling over in pain. My knee was now really hurting. I slowly limped home with my thighs and hamstrings tightening and cramping up the whole way. I must have looked right pathetic to anyone who saw me! Needless to say I was a mess at work all week (not a good situation for someone who earns their living on their feet) and as I write this on Sunday my knee isn’t much better.
I’m not sure how long it will take me to recover, and I am afraid it will be a while given my occupation. It’s funny but this situation has oddly made me more determined to be a runner. I’ll keep you posted…