Yes, I am running again! Sort of. More like run/walking. After hurting my knee I didn’t run at all for almost a month straight. I finally ventured out thanks to the prodding of my husband, and walked about a mile and a half, then ran a half-mile.
When my knee held up okay with just some twinges here and there, I was brave enough to go out again, covering four miles, mostly walking with several running stints, probably running a mile cumulatively. Then I went out and walked a quarter-mile, ran a mile straight, then walked another 0.75 miles home. So nothing awesome, but with every workout I felt more confident about what my knee could handle, and so I got maybe a little over-inspired to try and run a local 5K this past weekend.
I was very nervous about how my knee would hold up and afraid I would push myself too much because of the race setting, so I had to give myself a pep talk and promise myself to take walking breaks, not let pride get the best of me and just take it very slow.
I set my alarm for race morning unregistered and unsure if I would have the courage to actually go out to the race, but when morning came, I was feeling good and made myself go. Races here are typically pretty small, my town has maybe three or four 5Ks a year, it’s not really a big running community at all. This race was probably the biggest I’ve been to here as far as number of participants, so that made me feel better – my fear was it being a super small race and everyone leaving me in their dust.
I knew several people there and enjoyed talking before the race started. Once it did, I just took it very slow, sticking to a 11:30 pace or so, hyper aware of my knee. There was a water stop at around 1.5 miles, so I got some water and took my first walking break. I started up again, with my knee having a twinge here and there, then for the rest of the race took about 3-4 walking breaks after each quarter-mile.
I finished at around 35 minutes, and the course was about 0.10 short. I felt pretty happy with how I was able to finish and that my knee wasn’t throbbing in pain or anything. I got some water and watermelon, then went to check out my official results.
Despite the fact that this was probably my 2nd worst 5K time ever, I got 2nd place in my age group! Even though I just turned 30, I wouldn’t have changed age groups for this one because it was 26-35. I hung around for the awards ceremony and got my medal. It was such a great feeling to have gone and done this race despite my worries about my knee, and complete it with no major problems. The medal was just icing on the cake.