No running for me, not for a while now. I pulled something or twisted something or some such frustrating crap. Getting old isn't for sissies or pussies or anyfuckingbody. Where is the dignity in aging if I can't even trot around a footpath for couple of miles without my body choosing to attack me like a mugger hiding in the bushes?
So now I must walk at a staid (age appropriate?) pace. Oh. Hell. No. I will keep at this if it kills me, if I have to replace knees and hips and whatever else craps out on me.
Do no go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the running...
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Here we go again
After years and years (literally) I'm running again. Well, I'm walking a lot and running less but it feels wonderful. The runners high is tempting me to run faster and farther and longer. Let's see if my body can keep up with the need.
It's almost Spring on the calendar which is my favorite time of year to run outside. Today I felt the robins were encouraging me by flying low in front of me as if to say 'Come on. You can do it'.
My New Balance shoes feel great and seem to have enough cushion at least for now. My bum knee aches a little after each effort but I'm fine with it. I don't expect to cover the amount of ground I used to and if my knee holds out for a short run several times a week I'll be content.
Running Day 2. I'll post again on Thursday.
It's almost Spring on the calendar which is my favorite time of year to run outside. Today I felt the robins were encouraging me by flying low in front of me as if to say 'Come on. You can do it'.
My New Balance shoes feel great and seem to have enough cushion at least for now. My bum knee aches a little after each effort but I'm fine with it. I don't expect to cover the amount of ground I used to and if my knee holds out for a short run several times a week I'll be content.
Running Day 2. I'll post again on Thursday.
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