Winter has officially arrived in New Hampshire! And baby, it’s cold out there.
We got over a foot of powdery snow Saturday night/Sunday morning. The kids were thrilled and eager to play in it. I wanted to play too except my version was a run. Running in the first significant snow of the year is always fun. It’s not about speed or mileage. It’s about playing and feeling like a kid again.
Well, I didn’t get to run in the snow BUT I did run one marvelous mile. Say what?? Yup. Yesterday was 5 weeks to the day that I last ran. I attempted a run/walk a couple of weeks ago but my tendon wasn’t too happy afterwards. So instead of
playing running in the snow, I hopped on my treadmill. After walking for 2.5 miles and feeling warmed up, I decided it was time to test the waters. I inched the speed up to a slow (for me) pace. I told myself to play it cool. Be conservative. I promised myself I would not run more than 1 mile no matter what.
You guys, that mile was a.maz.ing! It’s funny how my body just knew what to do immediately. It just felt right. Oh how I’ve missed that feeling!
So where do I go from here? I potentially have my last PT appointment this week. I’ll talk it over with Heather to form a plan. I know I need someone to give it to me straight and be the voice of reason. In the past, I’ve gone back too fast, too soon. My fingers and toes are crossed that I’m on my way.
I did eventually get to really play in the snow. My
big kid husband made a big mountain of snow for the kids to climb on and sled down. I don’t know who was having more fun – the adults or kids?
Just a reminder Friday, 12/20, Jill and I are doing the link up for A Day in the Life. Join in and be nosy!
How was your weekend?
Did you get to play in the snow?