I’m just supposed to run. That’s it. Period. No more discussion needed (but of course, there will be).
I decided to take a break last week. And by break, I mean absolute complete and utter no running. None. Zip, zero, zilch, nada. And with that statement, I can totally hear you gasping in horror over there, crying out at the top of your lungs, “WHY? WHY? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? WHY KELLY? WHY?” Well, hold your horses for a second and I’ll tell you.
I needed one. I hadn’t exactly recovered from that little cold that cropped up post marathon and pre- PR weekend . And by my count, that sucker was hanging on far too long. We’re talking pushing a month here. Now it wasn’t an I can’t get out of bed I’m sick kind of cold. Besides, when is that ever even possible when your a mom? My husband gets a sniffle and he’ll lay in bed ‘til it’s gone (yes honey, I’m exaggerating for the sake of argument. Your bravery in the face of illness knows no bounds. **Wink. Wink. Nudge Nudge.**) Moms on the other hand can be running a fever that’s 102, walking around like a zombie and still changing diapers, feeding kids and God forbid your 4 year old gives you a break on the bedtime story. Am I right? Moms just don’t get to be sick.
But this was more like one of those mildly inconvenient sort of colds, where you’re just sick enough to be worn out all the time and fairly short on patience.
So with no races required in the immediate future (in other words, I haven’t paid any entry fees yet), I figured now would be a good time to rest and recover (you know, like it would have been wise for me to do post marathon). So I did.
Yesterday, was going to be one complete week of no running whatsoever and then just as I was about to take Strawberry Shortcake and Little Red Riding Hood out to hit our neighbors up for some candy, it hit. A totally random sharp pain on the in side of my right knee. I believe my exact words were, “What the crack?” (because I like to teach my kids the finer cuss words).
I have literally no idea where that came from, but of course I did what any mom would do (who desperately needs to reload on her stash, I mean, her kids’ stash, of chocolate), I went ahead and walked around on it for an hour and a half trick-or-treating. BRILLIANT! I know, but I was not about to miss out on the fun.
So it hurt and it hurt all last night and a good portion of today. The good news is as I sit here and type this, it seems to be gone. So you know me and “signs.” I’m thinking it was the Big Guy’s way of telling me to just chill for one more day.
But the real moral of the story? You can just as easily hurt your knee doing nothing as you can running, so you might as well go on out there and get it. So remember that the next time somebody tells you running is bad for your knees. Ok well, that and this mighty fine article right here .
Tomorrow the break is officially over because I can’t take it any longer!
P.S. Remember that CSN Stores gift card, I’m giving away. Well, it turns out it’s worth $50 NOT $45. So that’s $5 more that doesn’t need to come out of your pocket this Christmas, if you win the gift card. But you can’t win if you don’t enter silly! Contest details are here .
P.P.S. Another terrific issue of This Mother Can Run went live today with some of my favorite super fabulous running bloggers contributing articles: Barefoot Angie Bee , TeaMarcia , and Miss Zippy . Be sure to check it out and sign up to have each new edition delivered directly to your email inbox. It’s totally free! Be sure to check it out!
P.P.P.S. (What? I can do that many P’s if I want, I might even do another one if I can think of some other pressing random thought I just HAVE to tell you. ) Another running blogger extraordinaire, Christa, has decided to start a virtual kids mileage club and you are cordially invited to join. Well, maybe not you exactly, but your kids. You can find all the details over at her blog Tell her I sent you. Not because you’ll get anything special, I just want her to think I have friends ;-)
P.P.P.P.S. I really don’t have anything else to say. I just wanted to prove to you all that I could use the letter P a ridiculous number of times. Ok carry on with your evening now :-)