This week is one of patience. After almost a week out of the boot, and doing some decent walking, I'm itching to get running again. The leg is behaving nicely, so far, with the only tweaks being when I threw a ball for the dogs at the dog park yesterday afternoon. I guess the twisting motion didn't do me any favors.
But I'm being good, being conservative, and waiting. And waiting...
My last PT session is tomorrow.
My first run is scheduled for Monday.
And I've got a new pair of shoes waiting for me...
I've already got almost a full year of run progression mapped out, and I've played with numbers for over a week... Paying attention to the percent increase from one week to the next, making sure that the long runs aren't too great a percentage of the full-week mileage total, making sure there's a rest week every month... And tracking the total for the year.
I know I was oh-so-close to 1000 miles for 2011. I'm not going to obsess over it this year, but I'm also going to surpass that in 2012 well before I got so close in 2011.
I've been walking over at least most of the routes I plan to start running on next week. One-point-five miles, four times in the week, for a total of six miles... To say I'm looking forward to it would be a vast understatement. It's been seven weeks since I last ran. Just a few more days...
The hard part will be making sure my enthusiasm doesn't overcome my conservative plan.
I must be the only person in the world with that problem. ;^)