a couple hours before i went to bed last night, my lower back tightened up. knowing this feeling well, i hoped that a good night's sleep would cure the stiffness and that i'd be able to go for our run (especially after it had been delayed yet another day).
when i awoke, i was well enough to get myself up, dressed, into the car, and onto the trail, until i started running. every bounce would cause the muscles in my back to ache. my husband breezed by me to tell me i was doing well, but i told him i was in pain. he told me to walk if i needed to. i was hesitant to stop, fearing that i wouldn't be able to start up again, but i heard my bff's voice in my head: "take it easy, you don't want to be out of commission for another week." so i decided to do this silly half-jog/half-walk (which i'm sure was much slower than a fast walk) to put more weight on my legs and less on my back. i was slow as molasses (another thing my bff would say) but at least i wasn't quitting.
my husband passed me at the mile marker but i managed to turn around and make it the entire mile back within the allotted time, even going as slow as i was.
i've managed to surprise myself alot lately, and i like it.
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