I ran last night. Just three laps around my local park, each lap roughly one klick and change. I’ve been mixing it up with the strength/core training too, so after warming up with my first lap, I ran the second at two-and-a-half minute intervals interspersed with a baker’s dozen worth of push-ups in the damp grass. A short twenty-five minutes in the late evening heat had me feeling pretty beat, but not in the leg-failing, pain-cramping sort of way I was dreading. Hopefully this equates to the start of a slow rebuilding and not a too-soon trigger for a more epic collapse. The trick, I figure, is to keep the endurance and core strength building while not re-straining my overworked piriformis muscles in the process. Day one: so far, so good?
It took a few minutes this morning to loosen up, but a lot of the pain is gone. Finally. I skipped the regular Sunday morning run club run, but somehow that didn’t stop me from (a) getting in a solid two klicks just around the park a couple times, and (b) chancing an random encounter with Greg, Suzanne, Lynda and Sharon who were plugging away at their 24km this morning and just happened to be running past the park when I was about a third of the way into my run, too. That was a nice boost. I’m not taking the pain meds anymore: it’s not worth the side effects for the minor difference in relief. And I’ll just keep slowly working it back to normal. And unless something goes really badly south tomorrow, I’m going to call it “the end” on these little updates.