So, following the stupid run two Wednesdays ago that I should never have gone on, I rested my leg. I rested it for a WEEK AND A HALF. Even on Friday, I tried to jog a little bit during my walk with Louie and it hurt enough to send me into a “I will never be better! How am I going to return to my happy self? Where has that Lauren gone?!” depression and I went to bed early sulking about my running future.
The next morning, I got up and ran. It didn’t hurt. What is going on?! I ran a whole 9+ miles! It wasn’t fast, but it wasn’t terrible. It felt amazing just to be out there and to tire myself out.
The only running I had done since Wednesday was two days with a total of 24 minutes over the course of each of two Hour Blast classes (on Sat and Mon). I also had a killer workout at Bootcamp on Wednesday the 17th. I know I keep saying I’ll post them, and maybe I will finally get the chance.
When I tried to run on Sunday, I made it a mile down the beach (I went on a disgusting but refreshing adventure to Gulfport, MS with Erin Q, who also longs for nature) before having to limp back along the sand. Erin thinks I need to get a second opinion, and she’s probably right. Anybody have any thoughts/insights? I could really use some help!