My Therapy

A few weeks ago I decided I really needed some "me" time. Time to think, time for quiet, time without children demanding things of me, or climbing all over me invading my personal space. Yes, I have some of the best children you will ever meet, but they are children with needs none the less. Being home 24/7 with them, I love, however, a girl needs a little time for quiet, time to reflect, meditate, or vent.

I decided I would take up running. I wanted to loose some weight, and tone my body, but mostly I wanted that time for myself. So I spoke with a friend who runs, and made a list of everything I needed to do it efficiently, and went shopping. I bought some Brooks shoes for running, and two running outfits. I bought and arm band so I could carry my ipod with me.

I started one evening around 8pm, when the sun was going down and it was cooling off from the hot day. I started out walking, and when I felt ready pushed myself to run. I was disappointed my first night running, ashamed I could not do much, but I knew I could build on that. I ran/walked for about 20 minutes, and then was exhausted, lol.

I started going three to four times a week. I loved the time, I loved the peace, I loved having the track to myself at that time of day, and I loved the energy boost and rush from it all. I loved it. I love it. I was now staying out there for 35 minutes, and running more than walking.

But then one evening I went like I had been, and I walked and I ran. I noticed when I ran that it was harder for me, that I almost had to push my body forward, and my feet were hitting so hard. By the time I got home I had realized that I had run to much, to hard, and I had injured myself, specifically my left knee.

I talked with my running friend who then told me that it sounded as if I were dehydrated, and needed to make sure I was keeping fluids in me, especially before a run. In the mean time, I was now dealing with a very painful injury, not knowing if I actually tore or broke something. I limped around the house for two weeks.

I am glad to report that whatever it is, has mostly healed. I was pretty scared thinking I may have to go see an orthopedic doctor and have an MRI on my leg, man did it hurt. So, I have not been running in two weeks. I have missed it so much, I miss my therapy!

The plan is to stay well hydrated, and walk, not run to start back out with, and see what happens, but my god, I can't wait to be back out there. So three cheers for healthy knees, and getting back out on the track, lol!!! Yip, Yip, Yip!!!!!!