My workout plan: run until I can't breath any more, then walk until I can. Rinse. Repeat.
My lungs were burning.
I thought I would throw up.
But I ran most of it. Oh yes, I did.
I felt my IT Band a bit towards the end, when I was running downhill. Then it was dark, and so I stopped, and walked home.
Then I did the burny stretch that my physical therapist showed me, felt better.
I ran, actually ran, at a faster pace than I did a few days ago.
I'm back. I can run.
[okay, with conviction, now...]
I'M BACK. AND I CAN RUN.
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