I have not been able to run for the last 2 months. I got a pedicure for my birthday and as a result got a plantar's wart right on the ball of my foot. It grew so fast and was so big that over the counter treatments did not work. I finally went to a podiatrist who has been treating it for 6 weeks now. It no longer hurts and I have slowly been trying to get back into my running. We have had a very mild winter so far, but unfortunately every time I've been able to run, it's been raining. So all of my running in the past few weeks has been done on a treadmill. I hate running on a treadmill.
Today I got an opportunity to run outside for the first time since I had the plantar's wart. On the treadmill, I've been struggling every time I try to run. So today I really expected to struggle. BUT I DIDN'T!!!!
I was 1 mile into my run when I realized how good I felt. I had hoped to run 2 miles total. I doubled that! Every time I hit the point where I had planned to turn around and head home, I just kept going. It was such a great feeling.
Now granted, I ran very slow compared to the pace I used to run. But I didn't care. I wore my Garmin only for the distance. I really didn't care what the pace was. Today's run was not about time. It was about getting back to that great feeling that all runners know. The pure love of running. Not every run goes this well, especially for me. But today's run was a huge confidence booster...and a great reminder of why I do this.