I decided, painful or not, I HAD to go for a run today.
Oo, I downloaded a really cool free app this morning for my iPhone. It's a pedometer, but also measures calories burned, time, etc. So as soon as it loaded, I was out the door.
I headed down the driveway, and started with a power walk, just to loosen up my muscles. After about a block, I decided to try a slow jog. ARGHHH!!! My legs were SCREAMING! I'm embarrassed to say, I abandoned my plan to run to my parents' house. I went a few blocks, then turned down a side street and headed back toward home. According to my cool, new pedometer, it was a half-mile in about 10 minutes. Not bad, considering it was mostly fast walking.
I came in the house, and immediately felt like a turd. And truthfully, after all that moving, my legs actually felt a little better. So...I headed right back out the door! I yelled down to Stud on my way out that he was going to have to come pick me up at his grandparents' house, and I took off.
I was really so afraid of hurting myself, that I took it way easier than I did Saturday. I just power walked until I was out of my neighborhood. Once I crossed the street that serves as the border between Chicago and my parents' town, I started running. I planned to use the same system I used on Saturday, with the street lights. But, since I hadn't run at all yet, I was able to run two lights down, before walking one. I kept that up until I was about 3/4 of the way to my parents'. Then I went back to the one walking, one running.
I called Stud when I was about 3 blocks away to let him know he should leave our house. Then I realized I could just have my dad drive me home. I told Stud I would call him back when I got there.
When I got there, no one was home! Eesh! I called Stud back, and luckily, he didn't listen (as always!) and was already on his way. I decided that instead of just standing there waiting, I would start running back toward home, and just meet him where I meet him.
Turns out I only got about 2 blocks before he was there. AND, the little angel brought me a bottle of cold water! I love that goofy kid! =)
We stopped at the store on the way home to get a few things. I actually had Stud snap a photo of me, so I could see if I was presentable enough to be seen in public.
After we grabbed a few things and came out, I was still feeling the "high," and told Stud I was just going to run home. (The store is at the very intersection where I cross over out of the city into my parents' town.) I started across the parking lot, and then just stopped. "What the HELL are you thinking?!" is what I screamed in my head. I was going to do EXACTLY the same thing I did to myself on Saturday. Thank God I came to my senses.
I'm just happy I was able to get out at all today. I was in unbelievable pain on Sunday, and yesterday wasn't so hot, either.
According to my pedometer, I walk/ran 5,901 steps, 3.179 miles, in 54 minutes. This thing actually gives a calorie count, as well. (How the hell does this thing work?!) It says 349.4 calories. Not nearly what I burn on the elliptical, but that's ok. I'm just glad I did it!