The last time I was a real runner was January 29th. I ran a half marathon and went home with the worst pain in my foot in a long time. Off to the doc and the rest is history. Yesterday, April 30th, was my first “run” in 12 weeks. I ran approximately 2 miles as slow as possible, paying close attention to my form. It didn’t hurt that it was a beautiful, crisp morning and I was in Saint Michael’s, MD, a lovely bayside town. It felt great to be running and I was energized throughout the day. I cannot say my foot feels completely better. Somedays it is quite sore and I can feel the pain right in the center of the breakpoint. I’m not immediately jumping into marathon training, right now I just have to rebuild strength and endurance, but I don’t think I can wait any longer.
It’s time. Time to run. Who’s with me?