Yes, I have been exercising

Monday, October 1, 2007

My (just barely) ten mile run

I met Ed at Hines around 7am for the 10 mile beast. I was totally glad to have the obligation of meeting someone bc otherwise there is no way I would have woken up at 530 am on a Sunday for a run. And yes it was 530 because I needed time to eat something substantial and let it digest. Then to kill time I cleaned my kitchen and started some laundry. (Be careful of becoming a runner. You might engage in similar freakish behavior at ungodly hours!)

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.

Ed kindly asks if he should go get a car and pick me up. I am shocked! Am I really going to have to wimp out like this? I ask Ed if that will make be seem like a really big loser. Oh so casually, he replies "Yeah, a loser. I mean you only did nine and a half.' Ha Ha. Thanks a lot, smart ass! But he said in terms of training, another half mile will not break my readiness. He also insisted that if something was wrong, there was no need to keep walking on it and irritate it further.

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.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Jeezzzz.... Where do you get these pictures!? Painful just looking at it! :)