Monday, January 17, 2011
Yesterday I ran in the rain. Not pouring rain, but nonetheless, I ran. I had awakened feeling stiff and sore, and my first thought was that a short run would help. Resisting the urge to resist the urge, I committed to action by telling Mike. And even though it was our 'rest' day (from running), I ran.
I am having some foot pain I suspect is plantar fasciitis, due to having had it in the past. But the cool thing is, I am learning my own body better. I know that I'll get some pain at the outset, but that it'll fade away - and it did. I also know that for whole... minutes at a time, I forget that I am focused upon reaching the end of the run, and it becomes a lovely rhythm of step, step, breathe. I find my gait and effort is not foremost; I look at cars going by and think: to them, I am a woman running.
I am a woman who ran in the rain.