Revenge of the Splints.
And then …
I had no and then. Sorry. But what I did do is over the last two years, I’ve tried to lose a little weight. I ate salads for lunches and managed to lose 16 pounds.
And I managed to gain ten. But I didn’t become disheartened. Instead I took a long hard look at my eating habits. I’ve learned that I don’t eat because I’m hungry. I eat because it’s a mindless habit. 10am is snack time. Noon is lunchtime. 2pm is another snack. And so on. Well, I’ve tried to limit how much I eat. I’ve become a nibbler. Between a good breakfast and dinner I will now eat a few pretzels, some carrots or snap peas, an orange or an apple. And that’s it.
So I’m down six pounds at last count.
As the weight has come off, I’ve tried to run. And I discovered something else about myself: I’m an impatient bastard.
I want to be in shape NOW. I want to run fast and long NOW. So I started up on the treadmill a couple months ago and instantly set it for a 12 minute mile.
I did that a few times the first week. At the end of the run I was gasping for breath. And my shin splits started to nag me again.
It was a conversation with my doctor that made me see the light. I said, “I can’t run like I did in my twenties.” And he said, “That’s because you aren’t in your twenties.”
Well duh. Obvious, now that someone said it.
So how do I run at my age? Slowly. Building up gradually. I went back to step one. I used my treadmill’s programmed functions to run a slower pace.
I started running at a slow pace for 12 minutes. Just enough to sweat, but not so much that I was winded.
And it’s working. In the last few weeks I’ve worked up to running 1.5 miles in a little under 20 minutes. Still not so fast that I’m gasping like a fish out of water, nor too stressful that my shins are protesting.
Plus I’m doing various lower leg stretches and using a yoga roller tube thingie.
I just have to be patient, no matter how much I’m chafing at the bit to set a personal best in time or distance.
One step at a time, as they say.
I just have to remember to go slow and easy and with time, I’ll improve.
I’m running again and that makes me happy.