In retrospect, I probably should have had some sort of plan laid out to get back to running after taking two weeks off for the shin splints. Perhaps something like only one run the first week, then maybe two runs the second week, three runs the third week… you get the idea.
Instead, I ran two days in a row, then took one day off and ran again, then took another day off and ran a 4th time. All in the span of six days.
So, it’s probably not a surprise to anyone that halfway through the last run two days ago, my left posterior shin was starting to bother me.
Yep. It’s okay, you can say it…
When, when, when will I learn????
If it’s any consolation, I’m not in any pain now like I was before. But I can feel the posterior shin, if you know what I mean. I know that little muscle is there and is annoyed. Dammit.
All I want to do is run. I love being outside, I love the pounding of my heart, the sweat trickling off my skin. I love the stretching I get to do afterwards. I love the changes I see in my body. I love that I can still have dessert and not feel guilty about it, because I ran that day.
I’ve never liked exercising this much before. In medical school and residency, I would go to the gym and work out, but it was always a hassle. Getting in the car, driving to the gym, waiting for the machine I liked to be free … With running, I just have to lace up my shoes and go.
All I want to do is go.
Injuries be damned.