Remember this post when I was feeling pretty good about having to start over in fitness? Yeah, I don’t feel that way right now. Not one bit.
Yesterday, it was 68* at lunch time. I’d brought my workout clothes so that I could walk outside during my lunch instead of taking a quick break and working through. I planned to walk a familiar route that I’d run so many times before my knee issues began.
With how great I felt about skiing and hiking this past weekend, I decided to try my first ‘real’ run in more than a year. I’ve run 1 mile on the treadmill (run/walk every .25 miles) but my intention yesterday was to go out, nice and easy, and gage how I feel.
Well, I felt terrible.
The first thing I noticed? Everything on my body jiggling. Very uncomfortable. No muscle.
Then, about .3 miles into my very easy run, I couldn’t catch my breath. No endurance.
So I decided I would run/walk. I walked about .15 miles, caught my breath and started a slow run. Pushing through the hard parts is the only way to increase endurance and strength, right?
About .35 miles later, I had to quit running. My muscles were tired, I couldn’t breath, I had a huge stitch in my side (<– is there an official word for this??). A stitch big enough to make me want to cry.
I walked the rest of the way back to my office. I ran/walked 1.75 miles in 24 minutes; since I still had half of my lunch break left, I finished up in our office fitness center and lifted some weights (arms, lunges, abs).
Logically, I know that I’m starting from zero. I haven’t been able to *really* exercise since Feb 2011. More than 1 year ago. Really, I have lost ANYTHING I had.
But for some reason, I still had this delusion that I am further along in recovery than I am. It’s because everything else has been going so well – my knee doesn’t hurt, I’m getting more active. None of what I’m doing has been building my endurance though.
Yesterday brought me sharply back to reality. I really am starting over. It’s hard to keep it in perspective in the moment – I was so frustrated that I wasn’t able to run even 1/2 of a mile without stopping yesterday. I’ve run half marathons! Played all day volleyball tournaments! And now I’m reduced to stopping every .3 miles running.
But I do have to keep it in perspective – I’m only 4 weeks off my crutches TODAY. The fact that I’m doing all I’m doing without pain or discomfort is incredible. The fact that I’m even running for .3 miles – more than I’ve been able to run in MORE THAN A YEAR! without pain – is extraordinary!
The bad days make the good days that much better (Thanks, Sarah!) Each time I get my butt out there and get moving, it will get easier. I will get stronger. I will build my endurance.
Yesterday, I was deflated but not defeated.
Today, I’m keeping it in perspective and moving forward.