Day 25 - Beer is good. Pain is bad.
|"But aren't you afraid of stepping on glass?"|
So I tried adjusting my form. Slowing down. Increasing cadence. Bending knees (that really didn't feel good). I stopped a few times to "reset" my running form, but what I felt like I wanted to do is stretch. My leg just felt really uncomfortable even remotely bent. What was I going to do? I specifically picked a long route because I was jonesing for a long mojo run. I was still coming off the high of my previous trail run and was feeling inspired. Plus I knew rain was on the way and the holiday and school break would begin to eat into my only "me" and "run" time. So I sucked it up and ran. It wasn't too bad. Heck it wasn't even near the feeling of "transition" during childbirth. (That's my new pain benchmark these days.) I know its a bit extreme, but hey... it gets me through some pretty tough shit. Not that I've had a lot of pain to deal with these days, but if I experience any pain I have a serious benchmark comparison of what's doable and what's insanely painful, but still doable nonetheless.
600 milligrams of ibuprofen later, a little ice and the swelling's gone. I'm a happy girl. Got my run in. It was less than mojo, but I'll take it over no run at all. At least I didn't step on glass. Right?
By the way, you might be wondering what I say to people who ask me "Aren't you afraid of stepping on glass?"
My new answer: "Only if I've been drinking."
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