I actually felt pretty good. Ed said that we should run as slow as I wanted and we definitely did. It's amazing how having someone to talk to makes the time go by without feelings of dread or impatience. By about mile 5 or 6 my left knee started feeling uncomfortable and tight. I have never had a problem with my knee before so I thought it would go away or at least not become more aggravated. Wrong! I had to stop two different times bc it was becoming really painful. The funny guy that Ed is, he joked about a 3rd stop requiring a doctor's note. At this point, I was getting really scared. I mean my knee hurt. It really did. It was not in my head. I mean if I weren't trying to act all tough around another person, I probably would have sat on a rock and cried. So finally around the 9.5 mark, we pause for the awful 3rd time and I cannot restart. I can't. I am limping just while walking. Clearly, this condition was not lessening.

That's how my run ended. With me hunched over a rock massaging my annoying knee, waiting for a ride back to my car. If it weren't such a beautiful morning, I might have seriously suffered a major depressive episode.
Live and learn, right? That's all I can do. There's no point in getting anxious and freaking out about the race. It's still 3 weeks out. I'll just ice my knee and try not to be so rough with it. I will definitely lay off of a run until I feel more healthy.
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Jeezzzz.... Where do you get these pictures!? Painful just looking at it! :)
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