Monday, November 02, 2009
I was going crazy with my bronchitus and it wasn't going away anytime soon. I was beginning to wonder if the antibiotics were actually sugar pills! I had some really bad sweats, missed work yada yada yada. The whole time I have been dying to get out for a run and knew that if I did, I would have big issues, being sick and short of breath. Finally, it seems to have broke and I am still hacking a little but feel fine. Although it is chilly up here right now, about 39 degrees, it was beautiful and I resisted the urge to wait one more minute so I went for a run. I was a little concerned because I have been either flat on my back for 3 days or really struggling, having a hard time breathing the other 4 days. I could tell that my fitness level was down a little but nowhere near what I was expecting. Before I knew it, I had run a little over 3.5 miles, then walked the remaining 1.5 miles.
I really needed to do this, if anything to make sure and re-assure myself that I am still on the right track and to prove to myself once again that I am ready for the upcoming 5K. I feel so much better when I am running and working out and I get a little down if it has been a while. I love to run, it represents victory in my life. Having been almost 400 lbs (385), running was not an option. Now, it is a new found freedom, a new passion, an outlet where I am always a champion.