Your body knows best! - Corina's Marathon Blog

I had my blog topic for this week all picked out. That was probably a mistake because nothing went according to plan after that.

At the end of last week I had the opportunity to pick up a tennis racquet and hit a few balls with my friend and Alan’s photo-buddy Ken. By hit a few balls I mean spend an hour on the court in the blazing sun and progress from missing every ball altogether to being able to hit most of them over the net. Making then go where I want will need to be reserved for next time… Not bad going considering I haven’t picked up a racquet in 23 years (and that makes me sound way older than I am!).

Anyway, later that day my foot started to ache and then hurt. One of the bones in it was sitting out of place. We got it mobilized but now it was a bit too mobile. It would be fine one minute, the next I’d get a sharp pain when walking. No problem, I had a long weekend to let it settle down. And in a way it was great timing because my little injury meant I could enjoy the 4th of July festivities without having to tire myself out with running.

By Wednesday I thought it was better, just a dull ache. So time to go and run again. I got dressed and headed out the door. Except I decided to help Alan load the car and carried a big box down the steps from our apartment. I made it most of the way down before I tripped and went sprawling, taking the skin off both knees. Guess my body decided I wasn’t ready to start running again.

I tried again on Thursday but got less than a mile in before having to admit that my tumble set off my aches again, it wasn’t just sore knees.

So, for the rest of the week I am going to ignore my training plan and putting my faith in the wisdom of my body to tell me when it is ready to start again. Should I listen to it as well when it’s telling me to put my feet up and eat ice cream?