In follow up to my last post, I saw my PT on Wednesday and talked everything over about my little jaunt outside and the ensuing pain in my Achilles. After discussing it, we decided that I probably hit the road a bit cold that day after sitting on a plane for hours and that right now in injury recovery mode, my body needs some real warming up before I start running. Yeah, remember those drills I talked about?
So that’s what I did on Wednesday before getting on the AlterG for another four miles. And you know what? It felt pretty good. Know what else? That was two runs, two days in a row, albeit on the AlterG. So my PT decided that it was probably time to cut me loose.
For the next two weeks I am cleared to run four times a week, with a max mileage of five. One to two of those runs each week will still be on the AlterG, but the rest will be outdoors (did you hear that angel choir singing?) So today it was five on the AlterG, and Sunday I am going to test out the pavement, well trail actually, with an easy four.
Here’s the thing, though, about injury recovery: it does a number on your brain. I am elated at the thought of running on Sunday. Elated. But part of me is also afraid. Afraid that I’m not really ready for this, that I still need more time. That running will only set me back again. I hate that messed up head part of an injury the most.
But it’s time to cut the umbilical cord to the AlterG and give it a go, so I will do so, cautiously. Wish me luck.
Anyone else have injury brain?