The biggest lesson I learned from not running while I heal has been that I’m a runner. It’s taken me eight years to really believe it. Every day that I can’t run, it bothers me more. I love the feeling of going out in the cool spring mornings, with the moon still visible and the birds that have returned for the year singing like they’re trying out for The Voice. I love when I’m out running and seeing people in their cars, going to their jobs, while I’m enjoying a good workout. I’m thankful to be able to get my early morning runs in. Those runs help me get a good start to my days. I love the feeling of getting back to my home after a run. When I get there, I do my stretches out by the garden, followed by three sun salutations, being thankful for the day that’s about to begin. I love that that feeling carries over when I come back in the house for breakfast, and then I make good choices for something to eat. Whether I have a good run or a mediocre run, I still remember that I was out there, and I can carry that with me through the whole day.
Today I went out for a short quarter-mile walk. It was wonderful! It was only the second time I’ve been out purposely to walk. I haven’t been released from the PT to run yet, but I tried to run just a few steps on my short time out there. It didn’t feel bad until my last few running steps, so I stopped. It’s only eight weeks to my first race of the year, and I don’t want to have any setbacks on my road to recovery.
I have another PT session tomorrow. These sessions have mostly consisted of stretching exercises. This Monday I really had a breakthrough with a new stretch she showed me. I feel like my right quad is finally starting to feel less tension in it. My hip is extremely better. That’s the reason I finally went out again today. I want to try, but I don’t want to overdo anything. My regular therapist will be off tomorrow, so I’ll see a different one. It will be interesting to see if he has anything more that he can show me. I do love my current therapist, but I think it’s good to get a fresh perspective, too. Besides, I hear he’s a runner and a cyclist, so I’m interested to meet him and get his view.
In the garden this week, still not a lot going on out there. Daffodils are showing themselves more. I put some pansies in pots and the window boxes. When I attended the last lecture at Bowman’s Hill Wildflower Preserve, the speaker from the Xerces Society encouraged us not to disturb the leaves left over in the garden from last year until we started seeing insects flying in the air. The reason for this was that the native bees that nest underground will still be hibernating under the leaves until it gets warm enough to get out and fly. So those piles of leaves will stay there yet. It looks messy, but that’s okay. We need the bees more than we need to clean up!
Happy running and gardening!