Back at it

I shaved two days off the three weeks my surgeon told me I had to wait before running again and hit the gym this afternoon at work.  WOW…  not only has it been close to a year since I’ve been running but it felt like I’d never run before!  I exaggerate of course since back when I first started I literally couldn’t run more than 60 seconds before I wanted to die or thought I really was dying.  I started out strong today and was so excited to be at it again that I ran too fast – with a huge shit-eating grin from ear to ear – and pooped myself out after only about 10 minutes.  (I blame the guy on the treadmill next to me with his legs that are taller than my entire 5′ 2″ frame.  I KNOW I was keeping up with his stride at one point!)  My knee hurt – something new to worry about – and my plantar fasciitis has been bothering me the last week since I started working out again but both seem like old friends because I was constantly dealing with my body readjusting to being a runner before I had to stop.  I stretched well after my mile and a quarter (not too shabby for 20 minutes!) and am hoping for the best so I can go out again tomorrow.  However, as sore as I’m feeling right now I can only imagine the pain I’ll be in.  After all that bitching, I wouldn’t trade it for the world.  The fact that I had a baby and haven’t run in MONTHS and was able to just get right back up there and run was completely and utterly amazing.