SUNDAY FUNDAY // 7 PAIN FILLED MILES
Oh, and a 34.96 mile week...no wonder my pelvis+hips decided they just DID NOT want to do this whole running thing this morning!
I mean I did run 39 miles last week, and I've ran 50 miles over the course of a week before. So, 35ish really shouldn't be a big deal. And maybe expecting my body to run 9 miles this morning was a bit far fetched. But, with how fast both this week 7 and 8 milers went...I had high hopes that my body was finally ready to push past the 8 mile mark towards bigger and better things. I haven't ran 9 miles since June 6th...so I kinda needed to get there today.
To be fair, I do struggle a lot with overexerting myself on all those hills I have to climb during the first 2.5 or so miles every run. For some reason, it feels wrong to not sprint up them. Which is completely insane, because like I have so much distance to cover once I get that first lap done with...so I really should be just focusing on getting through the hills...and not trying to conquer every single one of them and wearing myself out before I've even gotten to the hard part of my run.
So, this whole hip pain thing is new!
It sort of came out of no where over the past few runs, and I honestly wouldn't mind it if it was JUST that. But, when you combine that with the pelvis pain it makes running decently fast with good form a real issue. Especially when it comes to being able to enjoy the downhills...aka my favorite part of running outside.
However, as much as it sucks to be in pain for an hour an 9 minutes straight, there sort of is a silver lining to it. It definitely has been able to make me a lot stronger mentally and pushed me to use every mantra, every bit of imagination I have at 22 years old to get through those moments when all I want to do is collapse on the sidewalk and bawl my eyes out, because running isn't supposed to be THIS painful.
There were actually quite a few moments during those 7 miles where I actually was able to have fun...despite the pain. Like, at the very start when I knew it was going to be a tough run and I could literally hear Michael Scott's voice from that episode where he organizes that 5k to raise money for rabies victims and he says something like "I am very fast, like Forrest Gump. Except I am not an idiot." And then again when I was rounding the corner at like the 4 mile mark and it somehow made perfect sense to me to run with my tongue sticking out like a dog because it was sorta getting hard to breath because I may or may not have been freaking out about how I wasn't supposed to be running through the pain but like I need to get the mileage in so?! Oops.
I actually had a really good leg workout after my run today
Like super good all things considered...probably because I had the whole gym to myself for my entire squat session! I actually tried a lifting belt for the first time during my last set of back squats at 150lbs and OMG IT MADE SUCH A DIFFERENCE. I seriously thought it was all just hocus pocus when it came to using lifting gear like belts and knee sleeves and stuff. But, nope. Totally works. I was also able to somehow leg press 250 pounds for 3 reps at the end of my leg workout too! So, at least my entire lower body isn't absolutely trashed. And I did manage to run a average pace of 9:49 today...so I really shouldn't be THAT upset!