As I’m tipping my hat to the South for a rhyming title, I have to admit that it fits. Done. I run. Well… I thought I ran, but then 2013 happened, and I haven’t run since the middle of July. Count them – six damn months. Yes. I meant that.
Ok. Now that I have that off my chest, I’ll explain what I mean. On Sunday, for some reason, I’d had enough. I’ve been dealing with hip issues since May and PT (which has ended due to insurance change) since around August. About midday, I decided it was time to put on my shoes and go. Luckily, we have a 3/4 mile trail on our properly, so I just walked out the door and hit the trail — slowly. And I was actually smart. I ran two slow laps and stopped while I was ahead. Amazing that can happen. On Monday, I didn’t feel much effect at all and hit up a Yoga class. No problems, so I ran again this morning.
To be honest, I didn’t just run. I did the the shortest brick I’ve ever done. It is funny to even call it a brick, but in hindsight, it is, so why not? Each day, I take a bike ride with my Irish Setter, Lily. Today, I had a bit of flexible time and felt I could run again. Lily and I headed out for about 15 to 20 minutes of easy cruising, I stretched when we got home, and hit up the trail for a little over one lap – about one ten-minute mile.
Hopefully, this means my days are lookin’ brighter…