My calves ache, in a wonderful way. I was starving this morning. All it took for my body to get back in the game was a grand total of six miles, apparently. And I love it; I feel better already.
Yesterday’s mileage: three.
I finally made it to my standard “short” loop, a hair over three from our door to the edge of the Fens and back. Trees in the Fens are still glorious as well, and it was still sunny when I headed out – I’m not sure I could imagine better weather for returning to running after a break. Running and I, we’ve fallen in love again.
This morning, PT: orthotics, ladder drills, balance and a killer calf workout. The ankle is feeling pretty solid – achey yesterday post-run, but nothing a few days off won’t mend. I’ve graduated to one session per week for the next few, just to make sure I’m back in running shape, and then I’m free!