Twelve days after entering the hospital and having surgery I walked 5 miles. The day after I walked 6 miles in 2 hours. The day after I walked the same 6 in 1 1/2 hrs pathetic pace but the best I could do. I laid down for hours after each effort which doesn't really seem like an effort.
On Saturday I ran 50 minutes, maybe 5 miles, maybe 3, not sure. The pace, the breathing, the leg muscles, the arms at this point are like a beginner's. Everything hurts....
Running respects no seniority. It only honors constancy, consistency. It does not allow vacation or sick time.
Today I walked 3 and ran 2...not any better. It hurt.
It will be a long time for me...somehow this time I have no patience for it. But like the many things in my life I have no control over, I have to accept it and go with it. One day, it will be good again
3 years ago