27 Days Later

The conventional wisdom in the running world is that your body needs one day of rest for every mile that you raced. So here I am, 27 days after my 26.2 miler and chomping at the bit to "RUN". My piriformis (ass) injury is still bothering me but it is much better than it was two weeks ago but still no where near "healed".

So this morning was beautiful running weather and I've been so tired of running at recovery pace that I felt like I just had to give it a try and see how I felt. So I pulled out my race shoes, which I hadn't worn since Boston, and laced them up. I felt like it was important to get the "Boston" off of the shoes so that everytime I look at them I don't think about what a hellish race that was for me.

So I laced up my fast shoes and took off for a spin. I decided to commit to 7 miles and then if I was feeling good then I would keep going, with a 10 mile limit. It felt great to be "running" again and I ended up running at an 8:11 pace, which is within my "general aerobic run" pace range and I ran the final mile in 7:48 which felt magnificent. I didn't have any breathing issues. In fact, the pace felt exhilarating. I felt great for 4 miles and then the piriformis started to get sore. The last 2 miles were pretty painful but screw it, I was RUNNING!

Seven good miles in the books but apparently still a long road toward healing my butt. Oh well. It's better than not being able to run at all.