Whew – what a difference a week makes! After my issue last week (diagnosis: torn fascia in my lower back) and taking some time off, I was so grateful to be able to resume running this week.
I did so very carefully and gingerly, lest I make things worse. I can say with certainty that I have learned a lesson about how important regular stretching, cross training and foam rolling are to my training. I promise I’ll be good – no, great! – at these things from now on.
Monday – Rest. I decided to take one more day off running to make it a full week, especially considering that I’d been pretty active on Sunday. (Well, active for my injured state = mowing the yard + grocery shopping.)
Tuesday – 3 miles at 9:50 pace. Yay, running! I wasn’t in pain, but this run still felt a little awkward, for lack of a better word. I definitely was favoring my hurting body parts, and thus my form was just kinda whack.
Wednesday – Decided to take the day off running since I didn’t want to push it. I did walk about 3.6 miles, which seemed to help loosen things up. Wednesday night, I really felt like I turned a corner. I was still sore, but it wasn’t this constant achy tension I had been experiencing.
Thursday – 4.1 miles at 9:55 pace. I felt great! Definitely a chilly morning… fall has arrived. Walked 3.5 miles in the afternoon and got a post-work massage. I felt slightly ridiculous getting two massages in such a short time span, but justified it by reminding myself that these were more of the therapeutic variety than “spa day”-type massages. It really seemed to help, and the therapist told me a few tricks I could do to prevent this issue in the future.
Friday – I chose sleep over running in the morning. First time in a long time that I’ve done that, but it felt so nice! As a result, I got my 4.1 miles in in the evening, hitting 10:04 pace.
Saturday – I wasn’t sure what kind of mileage to do today. The training plan called for 17, but I didn’t want to overdo it, especially since I’d run my Friday miles so late in the day. While I was feeling better, I thought that heading out for a 17’er would just be asking for a relapse! So I settled for 10 miles at 9:14 pace. I got in the first 1.5 early, then met friends for the other 8.5. A beautiful fall morning, and I was so grateful for this run! Hitting double digits was definitely reassuring that things are getting back to normal.
Sunday – Yoga!
Total – 21.2 miles and one very happy Sassy.