This weekend I did my first “long” run in ages.
Granted, it was only six miles, and fairly slow, but that’s definitely the farthest I’ve run since I’ve been out of the air cast.
It was slow going, but I managed to run the whole time, except for the few times I got stuck at traffic lights.
I even took a little detour off my normal six mile loop, so I could scope out one of the condo buildings I’m considering moving in to when my lease is up this summer. I’ve been stalking condos in a few of the buildings near me on Zillow for weeks, but couldn’t quite place in my mind the location of this building.
I was I got the chance to scope it out as part of my run.
I was also surprised by just how sore I was after the run and even yesterday. I remember when six miles was something I could have done in my sleep. I know the rebuilding process is slow, but at least I’m making progress!
And it felt really good to be out running slightly longer distances again. I’m realizing that I missed it a little bit, and I’m looking forward to the weather getting nicer so I can get back into it on a more regular basis.