Reset, Reframe

In light of a persistent little twinge in my foot, I opted to keep yesterday’s run at a comfy 2 miler. It took a considerable amount of internal debate to land on this decision. While logically I’m fully aware that I’m in the very early stages of rebuilding an endurance base, coming face to face with the reality that my foot is complaining about a max weekly mileage of 18 is humbling. Sigh.

Of course I would much rather set myself up for a sustainable build that will last in the long term, and therefore enable more running over time, even if it requires less at this exact moment. So here we are. I guess flexibility was always going to be part of the deal, but carrying myself down the trail was a lot more fun when it felt like progress.

Deep breath. Pause. I can carry myself through frustration too. I trust my body to tell me what she needs. This is a different kind of progress. And I am here, in it. A part of it. Driving it. And it is good.