Sunday, November 6, 2011

Eggshells

This evening I went for my second “legal” outdoor run. It was only about .75 miles, but it still felt great to get outside. The thing I miss most is the smell. Everything is so fresh—I’m tired of wafting chlorine fumes behind me all day or getting disgustingly sweaty on the stationary bike (which is in the same room as the fireplace). At the same time, I feel like I’m running on eggshells—like I have to be really careful. I guess I’ll know when I’m really better when I can just go run without thinking about every step.

In the meantime, I’ve upped my treadmill miles. I did a 5k on Friday morning, although I had to break it up because of the 20-minute time limit on the gym equipment. My biggest breakthrough? 6 mph doesn’t feel like sprinting anymore.

All this running, and my foot hasn’t bothered me much. Running on the asphalt seems to annoy it more than the treadmill, even though I don’t go as far. And I’ve found that the elliptical raises objections. (This doesn’t really make sense to me, but I’ll take it since the running seems to be going okay—knock on wood.)

Despite the soreness from the elliptical, I’ve noticed (and my therapist did, too) that even when my foot hurts, it doesn’t swell. Which is really confusing since when I first started running again it would get all poofy and feel tight, but it didn’t hurt. (Yes, that’s how I described it one day at PT—“poofy.”) I almost prefer that, but on the other hand no swelling hopefully means the underlying problem is going away. The hard lump is, of course, still there. I think it’s just permanent, which is fine as long as it doesn’t bother me. I really don’t care what the bottom of my feet look like.

Hopefully this week I’ll work myself up to four miles, and maybe even a little more outdoor running. Fingers crossed!
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