I was watching a UFC fight the other night. One fighter came out strong, looking good, and then got tagged hard with a right hand. He was rocked pretty good, but he did all the right things. He covered up, stayed cautious, and took his time engaging until he was back at full strength again. Then he waded back in, back to full confidence, and promptly ate another right hand. At this point, he looked more aggravated and frustrated than hurt.
That's me right now. My back started giving me problems about 2 weeks ago and I did all the right things. I cut way back on the running, iced it, went to the chiro, etc. etc. I knew I wanted to take care of this so it didn't linger and continue to affect me. Finally, I felt I was back to normal and was eager to pick up my training again this weekend . . .and I got a lousy cold. (The funny thing is that I had just realized last week that since I started running, I haven't been sick - at all. So much for that.) The usual annoying head cold/lassitude/tons of tissues cold. Enter the aggravated and frustrated feeling.
I said to heck with it on Sunday and went out for a run anyway - and felt better during the run than I had all weekend. So that was pretty cool. I purposefully emphasized the 'slow' part of the LSD with a plan of just enjoying the run. It really worked. I also focused on my breathing a lot more than I have in the past and that seemed to really make a difference. It's amazing how someone's offhand comment about something they do during their run can spark an epiphany. Now, that I did that, I think I tend to hold my breath at times, which obviously isn't good.
So, on the plus side, good run and no back pain at all. Bring on the second round . . .
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