today was the day i have been shooting for, waiting for, eating tons and tons of protein for. after three months and seventeen days of post-operative hell i finally got to run.
it went something like this: 5-minute walking warm-up on the treadmill. then the PA says, ‘okay we’re going to have you jog for a minute, walk for a minute. three times.’ so i crank the ‘mill up to about 5.5 mph before the PA says: ‘um that’s a run…try a jog.’ to which i groan and slow down to about 5.0mph. at which point my other PA says, ‘that looks super-awkward. try speeding up next time.’ so Round Two i went at around 5.7mph – still awkward. so the PA asked me what i would normally run on a treadmill to warm up. i told her 6.4ish,
Round Three was the charm. she let me crank it to 6.0, my gait evened out and felt completely comfortable save for some knee shock), and i was effing running.
my PT came over and only half-jokingly said that this does not under any circumstances mean i can resume marathon training. i say ‘half-jokingly’ because we all know that , even though it sounds absurd, if given the chance i might consider it haha.
no running again till PT on thursday. and then my PT promised me a training schedule, once we see how today affects me.
this was all i needed to re-up my commitment to recovery, to continuing to scarf protein, to not using the beginning of classes and work and long days needing pre-planned meals as an excuse to not fuel adequately.
i still have a long way to go, but there is a light shining at the end of this tunnel. and i am so relieved.