I have had a void in my life. A void that could only be filled by one person. My running partner, G.
We have been running together a few times a week for almost two years. If one of us can't make a long run, the other one reschedules so that we won't have to run alone. We coordinate our race outfits. We are in this together. Well, at least that was the case until the marathon. Because, like me, G suffered an injury. Her injury, however, was more severe and she has been banned from running since the end of November.
But SHE'S FINALLY BACK!! So, after doing a happy dance this morning, I joined G for a short CORE run (as prescribed by her doc). I knew we were going to have to run according to her terms. And I was cool with that. It was going to be a bonus run for me, so I had no problem taking it easy and to be honest, I really just wanted to run with her.
We met at her place (me, with stroller in tow). The plan was for 3 miles with core work mixed in. We ran for about half a mile, stopping on the side of the road for G to stretch. I took pictures just in case a certain Witch Doctor ever needs proof that she is following doctor's orders.
After she was done, we started running again. Then around a mile, we stopped for two minutes of planks and more stretching.
Planks always stink, but they are WAY HARDER when you are stopping in the middle of a run and when you have to rest your hands on the street. Ouch! We repeated this process for the rest of the run and G made it 2.25 miles before the knee called it quits! This is huge progress. And surprisingly, I really liked this core run thing. I may just have to add it into my normal routine.
Isn't having a running buddy the best?