Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Emotional Return

I am a carboholic so that is soooo true for me!!!!

I was determined to start running again this past weekend......but then I woke up with a HORRIBLE headache on Sunday.   It was horrible.  Every cough made me groan.   I quickly decided that there would be no run!  Not what I wanted but I was more than ready to concede that an extra day would NOT hurt my recovery form this sickness that had felled me!

Monday is not a run day.  Monday is Zumba.  Zumba is also known as my social hour  and I have missed a few weeks because of sickness and a holiday.   However, I woke up with....a headache!   I medicated myself and took my clothes, determined to try it!   I waffled back and forth all day...but then decided to go for it.  I honestly wasn't sure if my body would handle the hour class.  My body did fine....I coughed quite a bit and right at the end I noticed that it just didn't seem as if I was getting a full lungful of air. But I concentrated on breathing...inhale and exhale...inhale and exhale.  And I made it.  Even better than making it to the end?   I didn't feel like I was dying..I wasn't lightheaded like I was after those two short trial runs I had a week earlier.    I was encouraged and decided it was time!

Tuesday morning I set my alarm and I headed out for my run.   I was determined to run.   My bare minimum was to run the 2.5 miles that I did on those trial runs.  In the back of my mind though?   I wanted to complete the run that was actually on the schedule.  A 4 mile run.   I started out and at the 2 mile bail out point I decided to go for broke. 4 miles done.  Not fast...and admittedly at around mile 3 I stopped and walked for about 3 -5 minutes.  Why?  From about the one mile point onward I had been feeling that sensation of not being able to get a full lung of air.  The short walk worked well.   
In case you didn't catch that...I ran and didn't stop until the beginning of the third mile.  Oh yes, I did.  My body ran flawlessly (well, other than that respiratory issue...which isn't surprising considering I'm still coughing and trying to recover from that pneumonia).  

Next up another 4 mile run on Thursday.....and I'll attempt the scheduled  7 miles this weekend.

What I noticed upon my triumphant return to exercise?   My body GREAT getting back to exercise.   I always say I am not an exercise fiend.....but it was a feeling like 'coming home' to et back to using my legs and working.  Kinda threw me for a loop when I realized that!  

Meanwhile today I have just wanted to EAT EAT EAT!  For some reason I'm feeling emotional and kinda lost and I'm not proud to admit it, but I have eaten more than I should have.  GRRRRRR


MandaPanda said...

Yay for muscle memory! You really do love to just don't love GOING to exercise. LOL!

i'm too fat for my shirts said...

Hi! im also hitting plateus big time. Didnt lose weight in nearly 2 weeks. And now when i started gym, the kilogramms are totally not going down, because of muscle growth i hope. And.... All the time i feel like eating! Didnt have this before on my journey, but i just want to eat and eat. What the hell? In the same time going for sports feels difficult and my mind gets filled with all the excuses. Wow!

Lori said...

Good for you for powering through.

Do you have a follow up appointment scheduled? I don't know how long it should take to get a good lung full of air after pneumonia. Don't hurt yourself.

finding lori said...

Good job for getting back in there!! You're body missed it! I love Manda Panda's saying....You really do love to just don't love GOING to exercise!! So true for me too! :)

Darcy Winters said...

Great job on the exercise! I do hope you have a follow-up appointment though on the pneumonia/breathing stuff. I think a couple of rest days a week are going to be important to help you get over it, so take some down time too - okay!