After riding the bike the first day, swimming the second, today I was due for a run. Rowe and I set a running date at lunch time and we were both happy to be out in the sun.
Last year, both Rowe and I did lots of races and they took a toll on our bodies. During the fall season, Rowe ended up having to pull out of the "one" race she had been training for, the Rock and Roll half marathon. The injuries kept her from running from August 09 until February of this year, when she literally had to start from scratch (walk, barely a shuffle, walk, barely a shuffle). Myself, I was told in September of last year that I should never run again because of the state of my worn out knee.
Thank goodness for NOT just giving up! Here we are, Rowe battling back from her injuries and a couple of races (slow but still...)so far for 2010, and I'm running again for the first time since the doctors gave me the awful news last year.
We went to the Steven's creek trail by Shoreline to attempt a 3-miler on flat surface. After the first mile Rowe started to feel the old injuries' nagging little signs, and after another half mile had to stop to walk/jog/walk/jog. Being that I ran at Rowe's pace, 10.5 min/mile, I felt pretty fresh. My heart rate never got higher than 140 bpm, and my legs were holding up. I decided to go at my own pace for the remaining 1.5 miles. On the way back, I averaged sub 8 min/mile and my heart rate got as high as 179 bpm. After the run we concluded that Rowe needs to start running outside more than doing so on the treadmill to strengthen her legs more. Unfortunately, being plagued with allergies (to almost everything airborne) did not and do not help with her running outdoors. But, all in all, it was good that we figured some things out, but also realized how long the road ahead really is.
Friday, May 7, 2010
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