After months of not running (it's been since the Shamrock Shuffle in March - before that since September), I finally pulled on my running shoes and hit the road.
Well, I suppose that's not entirely true. I did 2 rounds of 15-minute yoga first. After 30 minutes of stretching and holding and getting nice and warmed up, then I tied on my shoes, strapped on my wrist weights and hit the road. (I did the 15 minute ab workout and a 15 minute total body workout - so great.)
Why the wrist weights? I'm hoping to have some killer arms by the time summer gets here - so I'm *hoping* running and walking with wrist weights will boost my other workouts to give me awesomely toned upper arms.
They're not much - just two pounders.
The wrist weights are enough to add a little more burn but not enough to make it harder to run. Hopefully after a few weeks of regularly running and walking with them I'll move up to a heavier weight. We'll see.
BUT - before I get too far ahead of myself. The run.
Since it was my first run out I didn't go as far as I used to. I went 1.65 miles. (Usually I go 2.5 miles.) I figured I should start a little shorter and work my way back up.
I admit that there was more walking than running (per usual), but I've gotta start somewhere, right? The hardest part of the run? Leaving. Here's why - Dexter was BEGGING to go with me. I didn't take him with me for one big reason: the last time I went on a solo-run with Dexter I came home with a stress fracture. I'm told that he whined and cried the entire time I was gone (30 minutes or so). Breaks my heart a bit, but better that than my leg...
So, I did a few dynamic stretches to make sure I was super warmed up. I felt slightly silly doing butt kicks and arm swings as I walked the first few minutes - but it helped me feel extra warmed up.
I do admit it felt GOOD to run every few blocks. I didn't push myself too hard - partially because it was WINDY out there. Gusts that felt like they were 15-25 miles per hour. And when you're running into the wind - it's not helpful. Oh well. Just an added challenge.
Out of my 30 minute, 1.65 mile run I ran 4 times. Each time I tried to go about a block or a block and a half before stopping. It was harder to judge how far I was going once I got onto the bike path - but I still challenged myself to go a little further than I thought I could go, so that's good. In retrospect, I think I could've pushed myself a little more. I'm hoping that I remember that the next time I go out.
It felt really good to get back out there. Which means I've got a new, small goal for myself. Run once a week. Once I've done that for a few weeks I'll challenge myself to twice a week. Then three times a week after that. Then I'll be back where I was before the stress fracture. I figure small steps are better than no steps! :)
Once I got back, I took Dexter back out - and since he was trotting along basically begging me to run with him. I then decided to run him a short distance - just half of the cul de sac I warmed up on. He LOVED it. :)
Until next time!
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