FRIDAY. A big day. A HUGE day.
16 weeks and two days after my Achilles surgery, and, with the permission, dare I say the encouragement, of my physical therapist, I set out for my first two mile run.
Yeah, I did it.
Piece of cake.
I began a little faster today, at 5.1 (rather than 5.0) miles per hour, and, as always, increased my speed by .1 MPH every tenth of a mile. I finished the first mile at 10:49. Then I scaled back to 5.6 MPH to begin the second mile and again increased .1 MPH each tenth of a mile so that I finished the last tenth of a mile at 6.5 MPH.
Loud music blared in my ears as I covered the distance. Good music. Good running. GREAT progress.
The total run (as can be seen above) was 20:44.
Yeah. Now we’re talking.
When one runs a mile, it’s a good thing, but when he pushed past that, and runs until the muscles in his legs start to really hurt, then he starts to feel like a runner again.
I felt like a runner today.
It takes some focus and determination to push for more than twenty minutes. It’s a big step to take.
In 183 days, I’ll be running the New York City Marathon. On that day, I’ll be running for well over four hours. A twenty minute run at that time will seem like child’s play… but for today it was a huge mountain to climb.
I am feeling like a runner again.
I can’t wait until I can once again feel like I could run forever (and know I can)!