I’m starting off week four of my return to running. I can tell you it’s been a joyful road so far and has gone maybe even better than expected.
So far I’ve been sticking to just three runs a week, supplemented with cycling, swimming, and weight/balance training. I want to make a concerted effort to get at least one day of yoga in there starting this week too (because the holidays are a great time to add something extra in, right?). My longest run so far has been an hour; I’m not paying attention to pace by design, so not quite sure on the mileage. This week, however, I’m going to hold that “long” run at status quo and add in a fourth day of running.
I’m finding that I’m starting to feel somewhat efficient again, although I know I have a long way to go. Form? I’m consistently a mid-foot striker now, which is a good thing. My calf muscles have just about adjusted to this too. The great thing I find with mid-foot landing is that my hamstrings, which used to be tighter than tight, are so much looser than in my heel striking days. I know my form still needs more work, but I love that overextending heel striking is a thing of the past.
The first couple of weeks back, even with my low mileage, were quite a shock to the system. Hungry like a 300-lb. man? That was me. Ready for bed at 8:00? Yes, that too. But this past week things seemed to level out again, like my body is remembering how to do this whole training thing.
Finally, the feet. The right one has been nothing less than perfect. The left one still gives me the occasional echo of pain, but it never gets all that bad and never lasts long, so I am feeling pretty good about that too.
More than anything, I am just SO excited to be back out there. To take in the sun rising, hear the birds singing, see the occasional deer, and share time on the road with my friends. Really, does it get any better? You know the answer.