Okay, I did something stoooooooooooo-pid and it wasn't pretty.
As I laid on the couch watching 'Running the Sahara' and enjoying my own pity party, I decided to attempt to get in one mile.
How do you justify limping to the car to drive to the track and run?
This stupid streak had all of a sudden consumed my running life. How was I ever going to recover from any injury if I continued to run?
Everyone knows that your body needs time to heal!
So why was I going to attempt it?
It just seemed like the right thing to do a the time, so call me stupid.
When I got to the track I told myself if it took longer than three minutes to run 400 I would stop or if the pain was so bad I couldn't run.
I shortened my stride to the point of almost running in place and must have looked like a real 'runner'! I even intentionally wore a cotton T-shirt and cargo shorts, in case someone might mistaken me for a runner.
There was some slight discomfort and I almost stopped a couple of times but I finished the first lap in 2:54! I could continue under the conditions that I promised myself and once I got to the 1/2 mile point, I knew I could get in one mile.
One mile in 10:42 , it wasn't pretty but it was one mile.
I followed that with another one mile on the track on Labor Day and my knee is actually getting better. I think it was a muscle strain that ice and ibuprofen help with the pain.
So when people ask me if I limping, I just say 'no' this is my cool walk!!!!