Whoo Hoo! I Can Run...Sort Of!

Have you ever seen a women crying on a treadmill?

Luckily, there was absolutely no one in the gym this afternoon as I mounted the motorized beast and started the track.  Easy now...easy.  I walked for 3 minutes then ever so slowly inched my way up to a snail-like 5.0.  Oh GOD it felt so good to run.  I watched my form carefully - trying to remember everything my PT said about landing...pad then heel, pad, then heel.  This sounds easy but I can tell you I now I have a much greater appreciation for what toddlers go through. Re-learning to run isn't easy.

I ran at this slow pace for 20 minutes.  20 MINUTES!  And no pain!  Not wanting to push my luck, I finished my hour long workout on the eliptical machine, but now I have hope.  The last time my PT checked me I could only go for 2 minutes without the searing pain returning in my knee.  Oh, the miracles of rest, cross-training, stretching and hope.

I cannot express what it felt like to be running again.  It was like I had thrown my arms around a friend I had not seen in years. Yes ladies, this is what addiction feels like. And I cried.  Yes, I actually cried. 

I realize that is is going to take a while for me to be able to work back up to 4, 6, 10 miles.  But the great thing was that I had good aerobic conditioning and I did not feel winded or out of breath at all.  OK - so a measly pace probably wouldn't get me winded, but hey, let me have my fun, OK?

The kid is back!  Just not all the way...yet!

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