And a Slow Return
I've been doing slower half mile or whole mile walks/wogs around the building at work. What's nice is that our building is actually a perfect half mile around it so it's easy to keep track of your distance and it's all paved.
Returning from pneumonia has proven to be a bitch.
I've not only lost endurance I've lost lung capacity, it's like I forgot how to breathe and that's annoying me. I feel like I lost November which I had planned to be this awesome training month.
The first time post antibiotics I did a half mile and felt kind of. When I got back to my desk thought I was winded.
How frustrating.
My dreams of pushing a ten minute mile before 2018 have dissolved to be sure.
But that's ok. Pneumonia is no joke, people DIE from this shit on a regular basis so I'm not complaining and I know what I have to do to come back. It's just frustrating to be set back.
It's frustrating but it's not THE END.
I planned to do a full 2 miles, down the road to the Heritage Center and back on Wednesday. I got a mile in and felt the tightness in my chest and the strain in my quads and thought - a mile is good.
So I trudged home defeated but feeling pretty good.
The trick, I have to keep telling myself, is to not give up. Which I am not doing. I'm gonna be realistic and not be sad that this month is a wash. Because I'm gonna get back to where I was - just not when I wanted to.
That's still better than the me who sat around doing nothing every day.
So hi from the pavement, I'm back. I'm so very glad.
Returning from pneumonia has proven to be a bitch.
I've not only lost endurance I've lost lung capacity, it's like I forgot how to breathe and that's annoying me. I feel like I lost November which I had planned to be this awesome training month.
The first time post antibiotics I did a half mile and felt kind of. When I got back to my desk thought I was winded.
How frustrating.
My dreams of pushing a ten minute mile before 2018 have dissolved to be sure.
But that's ok. Pneumonia is no joke, people DIE from this shit on a regular basis so I'm not complaining and I know what I have to do to come back. It's just frustrating to be set back.
It's frustrating but it's not THE END.
I planned to do a full 2 miles, down the road to the Heritage Center and back on Wednesday. I got a mile in and felt the tightness in my chest and the strain in my quads and thought - a mile is good.
So I trudged home defeated but feeling pretty good.
The trick, I have to keep telling myself, is to not give up. Which I am not doing. I'm gonna be realistic and not be sad that this month is a wash. Because I'm gonna get back to where I was - just not when I wanted to.
That's still better than the me who sat around doing nothing every day.
So hi from the pavement, I'm back. I'm so very glad.
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