As such, as suddenly as it started, on Saturday my 18 week running hiatus ended. I didn’t really get approval to do it, my knee didn’t even stop hurting 100%, but the timing felt right and I just decided to dive in and get it over with (That’s what she said!).
I don’t take a lot of pics while running, so here is a pic that basically looks like me
Probably the most frustrating thing about this injury has been the ambiguity. It is seriously the most passive aggressive injury I’ve ever had. “Well Adam, if you knew me well enough, you would KNOW when it was okay to start running again. Also, I’m not mad. I mean if I have to tell you why I’m mad then it really shows what you think of my feelings.” So, I suppose it is rather fitting that even the ending should be somewhat ambiguous. My knee isn’t 100%, it probably isn’t even 90%, but I’m going to push forward as long as it doesn’t get any worse. If it ever does get worse, it is back to the Ben and Jerry’s, sweatpants, and Netflix.
So, I’M BACK! It should be really interesting to see how much fitness I’ve lost in the last few months and how long it will take for me to be 100% - if I ever will be. I’m going to follow the same general comeback plan as I did for my stress fractures whereby I run 3 miles 2x a week followed by 3 miles 3x a week. Once I’m running 3 miles every other day I’ll slowly start to bring up the mileage.
All of that said, while I have the approval to run, but I am obviously very guarded (and, judging by this blog post, rather jaded). I don’t want to run too far, too fast, or too consistently. I’m essentially in the airport security line of hurry up and wait: Hurry through the security checkpoint line to wait in the metal detector line and oh my god who carries $3.78 in nickels and pennies anymore and NO you can’t bring your Starbucks mocha through and SERIOUSLY is that a full sized shampoo bottle!?
But, ambiguous or not, I can see the light at the end of the tunnel….and that is an amazing feeling.