It has been 18 days since I last ran more than 50 yards. Today as I was driving I saw a ton of people out for jogs and I was getting the urge to get out there and join them. Not being able to run has really been pretty depressing for me, if it weren't for swimming and cycling I would probably be hating the whole world right now. As I was driving and feeling this urge to get out there and join the pack, I managed to talk myself out of it as I knew my knee was still hurt....but then I saw her. There she was trotting along without a care in the world just enjoying life to its fullest; she was an overweight over-aged women. That's when I started getting pissed! How is it that a fat old women can run and I a 23 year old in shape kid can't?! So I threw out all reason and decided to finally strap on the running shoes and go out for a run. I decided that I would stop running as soon as my knee first felt pain.
I started out feeling great, had a decent pace going but wasn't pushing myself hard by any means. The first mile went by and all was good, I actually began to think that maybe during my forced time off the knee had got better. At mile 2 I realized that it was all in vain as my knee suddenly started hurting just as bad as before, so I walked back to the truck cussing the whole way. Looks like I'm still injured. Really sucks!
I'm pretty worried about my race that's coming up in a month and a half, I need to train for it by running...not just swimming and biking.
