Monday, February 05, 2007

Six Miles

Had some nice weather relief over the weekend. Never being one to let a nice day get away, I went out for six miles on Saturday. It was nice, but I struggled a bit through the last two miles. I felt like my pace and heart rate were all over the place and when I checked the handy Garmin, I was right.

It's sort of a bummer that I've lost some cardio fitness over the last month, but what people keep telling me (and what I need to keep telling myself) is that I'll bouce back fast. I'm not sure about that, but I'm going to go with it.

My knee injury, which really now, in recovery, is my entire leg was pretty cooperative. I felt a little stiff the first mile or so but really seemed to loosen up and actually feel better at the end than when I'd started. I imagine, though there's some suffering to be had, that movement is actually better than none. I just have to concentrate so much more now than I used to. Not only have I had to alter the schedule (a LOT) but through PT I've actually had to retrain my muscles on how to "fire" or rather, in what order to fire. It is strange to reteach your body, it's a stubborn student; it thinks it already knows everything.

I'm loyal to the PT, at least 95% loyal anyway. The sight of me getting out of bed twenty minutes early in the morning to do stretches and strength training is not something of which I'm terribly proud. I have to do certain exercises in front of a mirror to ensure that I'm not compensating by leaning and the fact that I've only fallen twice and haven't injured myself at all at 4:30 in the morning is nothing short of a miracle. I don't have balance (read: grace) normally. At 4:30 a.m., there's no question.

It made for a good day, though, feeling like I'd done something by getting six miles in. Unfortunately, I have to give myself recovery days, which I've not had to do much of in the past (other than rest days). Yesterday, recovery translated into walking the dog and watching football. I also had a good share of food but I needed to restore glycogen. (FYI: There is a lot of glycogen in Cheddar Bacon Ranch dip.)

It's actually supposed to be above freezing for the better part of this week so it's going to be tough to keep the running reigned in. I'm hoping to get another six in midweek and then again on the weekend. I'll be best buddies with the elliptical on the other days- yay. Tough as they were, and as hard as it is to admit I struggled, those were a nice six miles. It's the most relaxed I've been in weeks.

13 comments:

runliarun said...

I somehow find it hard to believe you have no grace. I know this statement is absurd, since I don't know you. But "no grace" just doesn't fit the mental picture I have of you - self-assured, in tune with yourself.

JustRun said...

That's sweet, Lia. Thanks.
"Grace" was actually one of my nicknames as a kid. If I was holding a drink in my left hand and someone asked me what time it was, I'd turn my wrist to look at my watch without even thinking. Funny because it's true. :)

Danielle said...

Ah...who can be graceful and coordinated at 4:30 in the morning?? Heck, I get out of bed in the middle of the night to use the bathroom and might crack my head on the wall on the way there (it has happened, on an evening where there was no more than 1 or 2 beers consumed, so it's not like I can blame drunkenness either!). Congrats on the 6...I want some temps above 0!!

justacoolcat said...

I can't believe you ran 6 miles in this cold.

I assume you started 6 miles from something warm and ran to the heat.

Bre said...

I'm with JACC - it's far too cold for you to be out running!

Backofpack said...

I think it's great that you got out and ran! Remember to take it easy and give yourself some grace (the other kind) to allow for full recovery.

I have never been graceful. Never. It is a constant source of amazement to my family that I can teach a Pilates class. Or even run!

Neil said...

It sounds like you are doing great after being hurt. Make sure you take things slow.

Dawn said...

OMG! My mom called me "Grace" too! That, of course, was after I'd falled down (and up!) the stairs a few times.

GirlGoyle said...

Take it in small strides. You don't want to rush recovery. I know waiting sux. Remember, my middle name is patience. :) However slow and easy is better than nothing at all. And though I'm not a big believer of PT (as i've started doing it myself and haven't seen the quick results I want/crave/need) it's said to work. So one foot infront of the other and try not to fall on your face. :)

Runner Girl FL said...

I always think you people are crazy for running in that kind of cold but then I guess you think our heat and humididty in a few months is silly.

YEA 6 MILES!!

justrun said...

Guys, I'm tellin' ya, it's not cold. Well into the 40's and 50's- woohoo!! :)

Sizzle said...

it's great to hear that you are feeling relaxed- yay!

i think when i was younger i might have had some grace but i can remember at some point my mother telling me i was a "bull in a china shop" which doesn't really lend itself to being graceful. i was just always in a hurry so i'd trip or knock stuff over. :)

Josh said...

4:30AM!!!!!! OMG