When I began running, I realized this would be a perfect time to celebrate with a little reward when I met my first goal of 30 miles.
Every week, my therapist and I come up with homework assignments for our next session. One of my assignments was to have two long workouts in a week so now rather than having 1 peak day, I have 2 (Mondays and Thursdays).
The longest I’ve ever run so far is around 3 miles. The last time I reached that was January 12 and I haven’t been back there since, mostly because of the minor injuries I’ve experienced the last couple weeks. I’ve been afraid of slowing down the healing process or, God forbid, worsening it. I am taking my time though, gradually building up momentum and allowing myself to recover in between workouts.
It took a lot of effort to get me down to the gym and on that treadmill for run #31. I used to do my workouts in the morning, but for the last two or three weeks, I’ve been working out in the evenings because I haven’t been waking up as early as I was before. This morning, I slept in and I slept in GOOD. I must’ve needed it. Then I had to prep for my Sunday funday feast with my ex (yeah, that’s a whole different story), took another nap after lunch, and then began cooking.