I never enjoyed a mile more…

So, yesterday I ran for the first time in 7 weeks. And the best part was it was PAIN FREE.

Ok, so I am not going to tell my Dr yet – because two weeks later, I still don’t have the results from my MRI. (Yes, calling and throwing a temper tantrum is on my to-do list today)

But, I was out shopping on Friday and had to do a quick jog in the parking lot to get out of the way of an obnoxious driver. I was bracing for pain as soon as I took that first stride… and it didn’t happen. I was seriously so happy I almost cried. And was immediately inspired to buy myself a new running outfit at Old Navy to celebrate! I started running up and down the hall at the house to see if it was fluke. Still no pain. So Sunday I took a deep breath and tried it.

I went out with Lil’ WO – who has his 1^st 5K in two weeks and hasn’t run in 7 weeks either (of course – he is 13 or it won’t bug him one bit). We had a good walk to warm up, and then… I ran. I went tried to go slow, and ran 1 minute intervals (I probably should have gone even shorter… and probably will my next run). I managed to log 1.12 miles. Toward the end I was feeling a little sore along the outside of my hip, but nothing like the pain I was experiencing.

One of the best parts (I mean besides running) was running with Lil’ WO. We talked and laughed, since we both were running without phones or music. And once he took off (my pace is way slower than his) it was good to just focus on my body and how it was reacting to the run. I never thought I would say this… my I actually enjoyed running without music, even once I was by myself. That’s not saying that I will be doing longer training runs without my phone, but shorter ones… definitely.

The other best part – even a mile helped me feel more like myself than I have felt in a long time. I guess I need to face facts; I am definitely a runner.

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