12 days into January…so far I’ve done two rides, four runs (one of which was in the pouring rain, and two more of which were in sub-zero temperatures) and one swim. I’d say things are going well.
All of my runs have been with a woman who lives in my neighbourhood, and I can say with certainty that I wouldn’t have run four times in the last week had it not been for her. When my alarm goes off at 6:10 in the morning the LAST thing I want to do is get out of my warm bed, go outside and run. Ick. But knowing I have to meet someone gets me moving, and once I start I enjoy it. She’s a slow runner like me, and much as I say I like running alone, it’s been great having company.
On Tuesday night I woke up with some pretty severe pain just above my right knee, enough pain to wake me up. Wednesday morning we had planned a run so I dutifully got out of bed and limped downstairs. And still went running. This is how I’ve dealt with all my running injuries over the past few years. None of them are major and I just run through them. It’s probably pretty stupid but it seems to work. By the end of Wednesday’s run it was feeling better, then I ran again this morning. It was still a bit painful, but it gradually got better throughout the day and I don’t feel any pain now. One day this method’s not going to work, but I’ll keeping doing it until that day comes.
I’ve got a ride planned for Sunday and I should get a run in as well, but we’ve got a pretty packed weekend so I’m not sure that’ll happen. Just the first weekend of many where I’ll have to juggle a few too many things and something will fall. Makes me feel even better about how much I’ve done in the past 12 days. There will be good weeks and bad weeks, and that’s okay.