Saturday Practice
I'm happy to say that, after my first horrendous run with the team, I rallied when we met on Saturday morning. I ran 3.4 miles with the beginners, kept a steady (but slow) pace, and felt good when I was finished.
When I didn't wake up sore and stiff on Sunday, I decided to do it again. So I went to Central Park and ran the FOUR mile loop. Felt great! What a huge relief. I have to admit I was a little worried that what had happened Wednesday was foreshadowing -- like I should expect there always to be some strange health issue every time I challenge myself. I've since learned from other runners that they've all been down that unpleasant road. I should have known by how quickly one of the coaches showed me to the restroom when I got back to the store on Wednesday night. She understood the, um, urgency of the situation.
When I didn't wake up sore and stiff on Sunday, I decided to do it again. So I went to Central Park and ran the FOUR mile loop. Felt great! What a huge relief. I have to admit I was a little worried that what had happened Wednesday was foreshadowing -- like I should expect there always to be some strange health issue every time I challenge myself. I've since learned from other runners that they've all been down that unpleasant road. I should have known by how quickly one of the coaches showed me to the restroom when I got back to the store on Wednesday night. She understood the, um, urgency of the situation.
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