the first mile

Yesterday I did my first jog post-op. I had tried one run on the treadmill before my surgery. In fact, it was the cramping and pain after half a mile that led to me deciding to have the surgery after all.

Yesterday's run was much better. Did a mile on the elliptical and stretched to warm up. Then hopped on the treadmill. Definitely this will take humility. I started very slowly and worked up the speed, but ended up with a blazing 13:20 mile. The good news was that I could have kept going. My new life is going to involve ice and ibuprofen (multiples of both) after my runs, at least for now. But that can't put a damper on the great feeling of finally moving forward.

I'm looking forward to sending my great doc and physical therapist some pictures of me finishing a race.

The Road Back

Today's my last physical therapy appointment for a while. Got released from the dr. yesterday after my 2nd post-op visit. Only a torn meniscus resulted in 3 1/2 months of no running.

The PT goal today is to jog on the treadmill and get me started back to running. I celebrated by signing up for the Peachtree Road Race (thanks to the generosity of a race sponsor and a friend!). I'll hopefully run or run/walk a couple of 5K's this spring too.

Now we'll see just how lazy I've gotten. I feel jealous and sad when I see runners out on Sat. a.m. doing their long runs. That should be me. But the feeling I want is me when I was in shape to run. Will I be humble enough to start from scratch again? To wonder if I can finish that 3 miles, 5 miles, heck even 1.5 miles?

Today is the first step on the road!