It's been two weeks since my last actual post on running. Mostly, because that was the last time I ran. If you remember, I lamented on what a horrible run it actually was. And it was.
It also landed me in physical therapy.
Yet my running group continued without me. Bastards. I mean, no one knew my name or anything, so I'm not sure they noticed I was missing, but still...........
PT is going well. And I do my exercises and stretching several times per day, but I was truly missing running. The few times I hit the treadmill it didn't last long and no one would call it running - Mr. Magoo without his glasses included.
I did check with my the rapist on Friday if I could run last Saturday. I got semi-clearance with some stipulations. I knew early Saturday morning it was not going to happen. So I set my sights on Tuesday.
I gave the head's up to the coach and provided my fears of the rest of the group moving on ahead of me - literally and figuratively. She sent back a nice message about inclusion and getting me to where I needed and told me to just do partial - and turn around if I needed.
But Blobby is an idiot.
No no..........it's true.
I did have every intention of running half of the 4 mile route. There's a lot more to the story, but it wasn't clear where I might turn around and go back on my own. And then there was the 'going back on my own'. Guys are such dicks when it comes to pride.
So instead of running 2, I ran the full 4. And I ended up doing decent time. Not great. Sure it was a LOT better then two weeks ago, but not as good as a week before that. Deep down I know I need to build myself back up.
I'm secretly pleased that I made the four. No stops - and I did my inhaler before leaving. I needed it at the 3.5 mark, but opted to power through. Mostly because I couldn't get into my pockets with my gloves on and I couldn't get them off and honestly, I didn't want to stop and lose time.
Like I said, guys are dicks. Stupid ones at that. I'm not even generalizing. I'm stating it as a fact.
Two good take aways? Three maybe.
1. I finished and did not suck.
2. Two people talked to me - albeit barely - but called me by name! Progress.
3. ....and my brain left me. I honestly cannot remember the one I really wanted to write about. I guess I'll save that for another day. If I remember.
Onward and upward.
*the jury is still out on that.
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