Tonight was the first night of the 5k training group. We did a group warmup and then a mile test. I told myself I was going to walk the whole thing, absolutely no running. I’m really scared of how my back will react to running and I wasn’t wanting to take any chances. But you put a start line in front of me and say 3, 2, 1 go…well, I just can’t stop myself. You can’t really call it a run…more of a shuffle. AND I really only ran on the flat stretches because my back did NOT like the uphills and I figured I should severely limit the downhills as well.
It wasn’t my slowest and it definitely wasn’t my fastest. 16:44. But it’s a starting point. (I just checked my running from the beginning of the year and that pace was around 17:18, so….even though I haven’t really been able to workout in over 1.5 months, I’m faster?) I was glad I at least attempted shuffling. Now, I must stretch and ice, stretch and ice…and stretch and ice some more.
I’ve missed that post-workout high. That, I just did something awesome and I earned that sweat and that shower feeling. And it feels GOOD.