The Lawrence river trails are my happy place. I have spent countless hours there clearing my head, working out issues, just zooming out and listening to my own breathing… I know the trails really well and am “comfortable” there.
The Clinton Trails are outside my comfort zone. I don’t feel like I ever know where I am going out there. They are technical and rocky. Meaning you have to pay a lot of attention to your feet. And when I am done, my feet are sore.
For whatever reason, I felt like I needed some variety. I ran a marathon at Clinton (something I don’t want to do again for a while). However, I had run a five mile loop called “Lake Henry Loop” with my friend Vicki and liked it. I talked Nicole into doing the Thursday night Gal Gallop on the Lake Henry Loop instead of the river trail. I thought I would be able to learn it that way. I forgot about it being pitch black out there…
The Lake Henry Loop goes out on the white trail of Clinton, which is the technical and rocky section. It crosses a road and hits Lake Henry, and then you go back on the blue trail (I think). We all had headlamps so that part went well. But it had rained that afternoon, so the trail had some slippery muddy spots. The rocks were a little slick, as were the two wooden bridges we crossed.
My high point is that I did not fall. I did land on my foot funny a couple times and my ankle started to roll but I caught it before it was an injury. I was, however, tired at the end. (I just don’t have any anaerobic capacity with now). The last section of the loop has a pretty good incline and will be a challenge on a regular day. I felt like I was sucking wind on that part. Trudi heard me say “I can do hard things” a few times there. When I finished, I was very proud of myself. I finished. I ran it. I made it. I didn’t die. I was pretty worried that I might be wrecked the next day, but in that moment, I was smiling so it was worth it.
My husband has started dropping me off a trail runs since I am still iffy with my energy levels now. It gives a little added sense of security, I suppose. He worries when I am out by myself. When he picked me up after, I asked him how late Dairy Queen was open. I had a sudden craving for a twist cone, and my throat has been sore from allergies the last week. The drive thru line at DQ in Lawrence is always long in the evenings so he ran in to get me a cone. The vanilla was out, so I got chocolate instead of twist. But that cone tasted pretty magical and felt like a little reward for that run.
I had a doctor appointment yesterday. I reported that my energy levels were the same, pretty much. I think maybe it has been slightly better in the morning as I haven’t had to drag myself out of bed, but I am not exactly jumping up all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed either. I still don’t have endurance or speed, but I have been able to do 4 or 5 miles at a slower pace. I am still able to ride my bike for a couple hours at an easy pace.
He bumped my sustained release T3 up again and it continue increasing each week for the next month. He doubled my testosterone dosage. (Scary.)
I will report back tomorrow on if the run trashed me.