To some, that’s not a lot of mileage. To me, it’s quite an achievement. I’ve never considered myself a runner. I didn’t have any reason to run in highschool any more than a mile. I’ve run several 5k’s in the last 4 years, but I never had the desire nor did I think I was capable of running any farther.
So, this summer, I ran more consistently than ever before and kept adding a little bit of mileage at a time. In August, I ran a miserable 5k. It was 90 degrees, no shade, and almost all up hill. Surviving that convinced me that a flat, fall 10k would be totally doable. So, I signed up and kept increasing my mileage.
In September, my parents went out of the country for 3 weeks so I no longer had a sitter for Reid while I ran. I dusted off the jogging stroller and hit the flat riverfront trail. I was so leery at how he would do sitting for 45 minutes at a time, but he did great. I guess being outdoors was enough for him. So, except for 2 runs with sweet friends, Reid was my running buddy for the last 2 months.
Last Friday, I ran 6 miles and my knees started hurting at about mile 1.5 and kept getting worse. By the time I got to mile 5, I was running in the grass to help ease the impact. I made it, but not without a lot of pain. I took the whole week off with hopes of having a decent 10k, but I was honestly dreading today’s run. I could tell my knees were still tired, and could just imagine how much they were going to hurt.
This morning, I taped up my knees, loaded up on Ibuprofen, and prayed God would strengthen my knees for the 6.2 miles. He did! I had absolutely zero pain in my right knee, and a very tolerable amount in my left. I had set my goal this morning at not having to walk due to pain and finishing in under an hour.
The weather was absolutely gorgeous for a fall run… not too hot and not too cold. I spent most of my run praying for those I know who are not able to run long distances for a variety of reasons whether it be special hearts or cancer. When the pain in my left knee started creeping in, I started thanking Him for the health He has given me. When you look for perspective, things don’t usually seem nearly as bad. He is so good to me.
When I got close to the finish line, I could see that I had run much faster than I had hoped. I far surpassed my goal and came in at 56:41! 10K… I did it!!!