this is what my husband asked me before i headed out for a run this morning. i took a break from my break from running to, ah - run. i actually wanted to run and i thought this was a desire that should be embraced. so as i headed out for the first time in a week, i had no plan other than to run as long as my legs would carry me, and to hope that no one i knew saw me walking should the need arise.
the need indeed arise. five miles felt crazy hard. it wasn't pretty, it wasn't fun. i didn't wonder what the hell i've been missing. my ass hurts. my back hurts and my knee is squishing. that wanting to run disappeared pretty quickly once i was actually running.
so, do i have a plan? yeah - right now i gotta go lie on top of a tennis ball to get the knot out of my lower back. that's my plan. beyond that, i got nothing. actually, i have plenty of bike riding plans - and do think i need to come up with some sort of training plan for my next few race endeavors. but as far as running goes i discovered this morning that sadly, or not so sadly (which is sort of sad); i didn't really miss the running. maybe i just need to be more patient, not sure exactly what i expected from a once-a-week run. but, as me and my aching back walked the last quarter mile home this morning, i thought maybe it was running on the road that i didn't miss and it may very well be time to hit the trails. its still running. but its different. and i still really need different.
so, maybe some new trail shoes are my plan.