I know that it’s Marathon Monday, so many of you runner types are running/watching Boston. Honestly, I’m not that into it this year. I think my last 2 failed attempts combined with the injury have me a bit down in the dumps about the whole Boston thing. I’ll get over it, that’s for sure. It’s just hard to be excited right now. I want to share in the joy that so many will feel today, although I don’t want to share in that weather.
I took a half day on Thursday to reunite with some Navy buddies in Charleston, SC. It’s amazing what the difference between the trip to a destination and the trip back can be. Thursday I was rocking out to my favorite road trip songs and enjoying the sights of the USA.
Saturday morning when I woke up at 5am to drive back, I was chewing on RunGum and trying to survive. I made it back just in time for Charlie’s first coach pitch baseball opening ceremonies. I’ll admit, I was rough. We rushed home so I could eat lunch and then take a 20 minute power nap, then went back to the field for pictures, practice and his first game. I’m assistant coaching, so I sucked it up and did my best. Charlie was AWESOME! He went 4 for 4 and I was very proud of him. The team won by a ton of runs and I was proud of them too.
So as you may have heard, I’m running now! In just a couple of short weeks, I’ve gone from Alter G treadmill, to treadmill, to the ROAD! Yes, I’m only allowed 2 minute intervals at the moment, but they feel SO GREAT.
It felt indescribably great to pound the pavement. I lost my wind fairly quickly, but it felt pretty natural. I’ll graduate to 3 minute intervals by the end of the week and hopefully onto putting real miles in late in the week after that. I knew I’d inevitably get to this point, but things have gone so well and I’m so thankful.
This recovery is going to take patience. I’d like to fast forward a bit and get right back to hard training, but that would take a montage.