No, I was not feeling 100 percent awesome like I had planned on Wednesday morning; this sore throat is a lot more relentless than I thought. But despite my ringing ears and still slightly achy body, I knew I needed to get out there and slowly jog 3 miles, if only for my own sanity and sense of self-worth.
It’s been nearly a week and a half since I’ve run, and 4 days since I’ve worked out at all. So I was filled with a combination of excitement and dread, nervousness and energy. Really, though, I just wanted to get it over with so I could at least mentally get back on track and into my morning routine. It’s been a while, after all, since I’ve felt like myself.
Armed with music and a Noah by my side, I set off around 7a.m., about 30 minutes earlier than we otherwise would on account that the building was shutting the hot water off for the day at 8. My feet and legs knew what they were doing despite the recent hiatus; my chest, on the other hand, did not. And while it felt good – like, really good – to move my body after days of moping around in sweatpants and t’s, breathing was definitely not easy. Plus, I had tissues stuffed into my pocket to prevent snotting everywhere.
After just a couple of minutes of weaving from Lexington to the FDR, we made it. The East River.
We ran along the promenade for just about a mile or so, the 59th Street Bridge to our left, the warm sun to the east.
With only 3 miles on the schedule, it wasn’t long before we arrived at the turn-around point. We’d been jogging for about 17 minutes, and figured that was the halfway mark. Before heading north again, we stopped for a moment, if only so that I could take it all in – the sunshine, the weather, the feeling of sweat and movement and euphoria.
Noah was patient, probably all let’s hurry it up here Stacy. Stop taking pictures, they’re gonna shut the water off. So we started the short but really nice run home. 1.5 miles, nothing more, nothing less. I lowered the volume on my iPhone, and we chatted on the way home about how we could practically feel spring in the air and what we should do this summer (besides our recently planned trip to California – woo! – where I’ve somehow still never been).
So in case you were counting, that’s two for two. Yesterday, I walked to and from work. Today, I ran 3 miles. Tomorrow is a bit more up in the air: I’ve promised myself to run either 4 to 5 miles or to stick to 3, but throw a little strength training into the mix. With the way I felt this morning (not un-sick, I guess is the only way to describe it), I’m thinking that I may choose the latter, with lunges, tri-dips, push-ups and yoga stretches. But who knows. Maybe I’ll wake up tomorrow and feel like Wonder Woman.