Hello friends! So feeling so inspired from the ING NYC Marathon that I am currently watching, I felt the need to share some good news. Well, good news to me. On Friday I ran my personal best mile..in months. Before I injured my left knee I was up to a 8:30 mile. Tearing that lateral tendon really messed up my gait, pace, everything. It took a month to be able to run a mile without pain. I couldn’t even imagine running more than that. Slowly the pain crept back and I was in a downfall of bad times (to me). I was running 2 miles in 25 minutes, 5K is 35-36 minutes. I was so disappointed in myself that I didn’t even want to run anymore. The emotional pain was the worst. After every run all I felt was failure. Honestly it was tough to see a good reason to continue. But, I kept going outside to run. Even when I hated it. I kept going. Why? I have no idea, could be habit or it could be something bigger. Say, determination or motivation? God had me out there for who knows why, but I’m glad I was out there.
My distance has also suffered. I was training for a 10K and was close to being fully there and thats when my pain was unbearable. I was up to 4 miles when this all happened. Since then the farthest I’ve gone is 5 miles, and that was once. Haven’t come close to that since. The reason? I wasn’t running the full miles. I had walk breaks, and don’t get me wrong I love walk breaks. I commonly reward myself with them when I reach my goal in my runs. But I was walking before 2 miles, I wasn’t even running a full mile. I know I should of stopped doing this to allow my knee to fully heal but I was not having that. To me, being outside was good enough and trying was the best I could do. An injury is something that can knock you down for the count and hold you there for a long time. This whole time running I’ve been re-training myself to run without stopping. Its extremely hard to get out of that thought process. But this had all changed on Friday. Well before I get to that I will explain that I’ve only been training for a 5K. Why? To run 3 miles without stopping is hard. To me it is, and once you conquer that you can add miles without much problem. So like I said I’ve been re-training myself.
So Friday I was running, my legs hurt and my whole body ached from Bikram Yoga. But I was outside. I was running, had my great music playing. I wasn’t focused on much really, just looking ahead and then I couldn’t feel my feet or legs anymore. I was just running. I love when you get just slip into your groove without noticing. Next thing I knew I was at one mile in 9:38. I let out a huge laugh, thinking yeah right. Nope it was true. The best part of all this? I maintained that pace and even picked up speed and time for the next mile. My pace was from 9:15″ to 9:30″ and I was thrilled. Its taken me a while to get back to being close to where I was. Its all about being committed to a goal. When I ran those 5 miles on my birthday, I at least ran it. I tried, but my pace wasn’t that great. I remember hitting one mile in 11 minutes. The next were from 10 minutes to 10:30 and I thought that was my personal best.
I’m slowly getting faster. I couldn’t be happier, I’m getting back mentally to where I know why I love running. Its been a struggle for a while, but I’m overcoming it. I still get up, hit that pavement, and go. Thats all I could ask for. To go and get there.