after 8 long months I finally summoned up the courage to run again. Long story short I had an op beg of last August, not allowed to run for 3 months, enforced sitting around aggravated my GTS, and then after physio for that I developed a painful/ weak ankle on the other side so more physio. Finally feeling more or less back to normal ( plus about a stone extra weight š«¤) I bit the bullet and ran on Saturday, just to see what I could do.
Original plan was to start with week 1 but I felt great after my warm up so when I started running I ended up running ( slowly), for 4 mins, walking for 1 minute, 3 times and then walked home triumphantly. I stretched and had no aches and thought ok Iāll start with week 4 but maybe repeat it a few times to get into the swing of thingsā¦..
Then Sunday morning I was pottering in my garden and I noticed that two large flower tubs, that I had relegated to behind the greenhouse, had daffs and tulips nearly in flower so I decided to lift them out and put them in a more visible place. Of course this involved standing twisted to one side, on a couple of concrete blocks, leaning forward into the space behind the greenhouse whilst twisted and lifting said tubs out, then carrying them to a better location. No problem!! Or so I thought until later when I went to get up after my dinner and realised Iād pulled something in my lower back!! Cue 3 days of hobbling about, popping ibuprofen, wriggling about on Pilates balls until I felt better, so no running on Monday as planned.
Wednesday brought another visit to the hospital with my son. He moved back home in December after a really stressful miserable year and then being laid off end of November. , just as I was feeding him up and heād managed to get himself a new job, which starts in March after training etc ā¦.then had a heart attack at end of January. This is my son that goes to the gym 5 days a week, exercise regularly, doesnāt drink or smoke, eats healthilyā¦ā¦.!!! They kept him in for 4 days, then sent him for an angiogram and possible stent last week but luckily he didnāt need the stent so they are still investigating the cause. Anyway his arm was hurting a lot throughout the night so he rang 111 and they made him an apt and I drove him up there. As it was they said it was probably bruising due to the angiogram procedure.
So it was Thursday before I had chance to run again. I drove my son to the gym so he could walk gently on the treadmill for half an hour and I parked up and ran again. Managing to squeeze the run in between showers too was a bonus and again it went pretty well. I ran up the estate where the gym is, and turned onto my old favourite the Tarka Trail and did the half a run out and half a run back, finishing up walking back to my car just as he finished. I am totally amazed that I am not out of breath, not aching ā¦. After all this time of a few walks and about 12 Pilates sessions I must obviously had a baseline fitness level higher than I thought. š
so hopefully Iām back and looking forward to some better weather and many more runs