So it’s been six weeks since I was told I couldn’t run if I had any pain at all. In the past month and a half I have ran no more than 3-4 miles at a time and was pretty sure I was going insane.
This evening I had some free time and haven’t ran in a week and a half, so I was like, “Well, I’m gonna go for a run and see what happens.” I went to the gym (because it was still like 92* outside) and made a deal with God. I told him that if He was going to let me start running again and that this injury was healed, I wanted to run 5 miles. Last time I tried to run my leg became immobile after 3.
I made sure I had the awesomest playlist ever, and set the treadmill at a 10:30 pace and cruised right along. I always cover up the screen with a towel and enjoyed people watching while time ticked by. After mile 3 I got a little nervous for a second, it was almost like I was waiting for the pain to come back. But nope, it never did!
I thought about stopping at 4 because I didn’t want to over-do it, but I remembered mine and God’s deal. I took a 2 minute walk break, put on my current favorite song, and there were five miles COMPLETE! A single tear of joy came out of my eye and I felt such a release, joy, and weight lifted off of me when I was done that I just couldn’t help but smile.
In these past many weeks that I have had off of running, I have been working on other aspects of my life–relationships, emotions, and my spiritual self, because they all needed some help. God did most of the work really, especially on my spiritual self. While I was running I was thinking that it was almost like I was ‘grounded’ from running, or that God needed for me to not run for a little while so I could do other things and enjoy life in a different way.
One huge thing that I kept telling myself was, “Savor this…run like you’ll never be able to run again. Soak this up. This is something you got jealous of when you saw other people running and you couldn’t.”
And now…it’s time to start working on Chicago