Crossing my fingers (and toes, and legs, and eyes, and...)

Ran 4.2 miles yesterday without pain. My leg still aches frequently but it may not be directly related to running. Running itself doesn't hurt.

Of course I'm also getting up early every morning to do a half hour of stretching and icing, doing another half hour of stretching and icing at night, icing before I run, and going to physical therapy once or twice a week.

I told Sarah...if it gets me running, it's worth it!

I tend to jump ahead of myself in running too. I've run a grand total of 11 miles since I've started my therapy and already I'm thinking about whether I can start really training enough to be ready for a half-marathon next May.

It's nothing compared to the ultra-marathons I hope to do someday, but it's light years ahead of wondering whether I'd ever run again.

Keep praying for me!

My brain is running already

I always know when I'm obsessing about running when the dreams start. They always involve me being back in a race or hard work-out and being nervous since I haven't been running in a while (see previous posts about my injuries).

Then in the dream I find out Im actually in pretty good shape and do really well. These dreams also usually include my high-school and college teammates running with me. The last two nights were no different. First I was running a trail ultra-marathon (anything 30 miles and up) with high-school teammates and I dominated, winning the race. Then last night I dreamt I was in a really tough hill workout with h.s. teammates again.

I still have daily pain in the leg, but the physical therapist has me trying running a little. It doesn't seem to be the act of running that hurts, so that might be a good sign. I've been surprised to find how excited I am just to get to run 2 or 3 milers (when I've done more than 33).

It's true what they say..."you don't know what you've got until it's gone". I want to run so passionately I'm not even sure I could describe it...