I was determined to start running again this past weekend......but then I woke up with a HORRIBLE headache on Sunday. It was horrible. Every cough made me groan. I quickly decided that there would be no run! Not what I wanted but I was more than ready to concede that an extra day would NOT hurt my recovery form this sickness that had felled me!
Monday is not a run day. Monday is Zumba. Zumba is also known as my social hour and I have missed a few weeks because of sickness and a holiday. However, I woke up with....a headache! I medicated myself and took my clothes, determined to try it! I waffled back and forth all day...but then decided to go for it. I honestly wasn't sure if my body would handle the hour class. My body did fine....I coughed quite a bit and right at the end I noticed that it just didn't seem as if I was getting a full lungful of air. But I concentrated on breathing...inhale and exhale...inhale and exhale. And I made it. Even better than making it to the end? I didn't feel like I was dying..I wasn't lightheaded like I was after those two short trial runs I had a week earlier. I was encouraged and decided it was time!Tuesday morning I set my alarm and I headed out for my run. I was determined to run. My bare minimum was to run the 2.5 miles that I did on those trial runs. In the back of my mind though? I wanted to complete the run that was actually on the schedule. A 4 mile run. I started out and at the 2 mile bail out point I decided to go for broke. 4 miles done. Not fast...and admittedly at around mile 3 I stopped and walked for about 3 -5 minutes. Why? From about the one mile point onward I had been feeling that sensation of not being able to get a full lung of air. The short walk worked well.
In case you didn't catch that...I ran and didn't stop until the beginning of the third mile. Oh yes, I did. My body ran flawlessly (well, other than that respiratory issue...which isn't surprising considering I'm still coughing and trying to recover from that pneumonia).
Next up another 4 mile run on Thursday.....and I'll attempt the scheduled 7 miles this weekend.
What I noticed upon my triumphant return to exercise? My body GREAT getting back to exercise. I always say I am not an exercise fiend.....but it was a feeling like 'coming home' to et back to using my legs and working. Kinda threw me for a loop when I realized that!
Meanwhile today I have just wanted to EAT EAT EAT! For some reason I'm feeling emotional and kinda lost and I'm not proud to admit it, but I have eaten more than I should have. GRRRRRR
