It may not have been pretty. In fact, it probably provoked the pity of passers-by. It wasn't the best feeling of my life. But I did it. For better or for worse, I did it.
Yes, folks... for the first time in weeks, I ran. If you can call it that. My left leg ran while my right leg grudgingly tried to keep up. I tried to run like a graceful gazelle, effortlessly bounding along the road.
Now, imagine this tortoise limping along...
Don't worry... I am exaggerating. It was not that bad.
I tried to do a repeat of my Tuesday walk, except faster. I walked faster and since I was feeling pretty good... and because I got jealous of people running past me... I decided to give running a try. I started slow and stayed slow. It was labored, a little limpy, but so lovely! When I felt too labored & limpy, I walked. I mostly walked the 4.6 miles.
I ended up with a pace of 14:58. A heck of a lot better than my 18:something pace on Tuesday*. Hopefully, I can get myself even faster and running more gazelle-like. OK... I'll settle for less wounded tortoise-like.
*I realized that I didn't stop my chronometer at the stoplights on Tuesday. There were a few long "Don't Walk" moments, so my time was a little better than I thought.
Early Day Tomorrow
Tomorrow is our group run/walk. Fourteen miles. Whether I run part of it depends on how my leg is feeling. We are meeting at 6:00 a.m. about 45 minutes away from where I live (without traffic). I should be in bed right now.
Have a great weekend! I know there are lots of you out in Bloggyland who have races this weekend. Have fun & good luck!! I can't wait to read how they go.