But very bloody slowly.
Yesterday it was 4 months since my heart attack.
In my previous post I was excited that I had managed to run 3km on the treadmill.
I followed that up with a couple more 3km runs, every second day, then I hit a bad patch and couldn’t run for two and a half weeks. I was just too tired. It was a bit of “two steps forward, one step back” as far as my recovery went. Very frustrating.
I have seen 3 doctors for routine check ups over the last 6 weeks, and they have all asked “Well, are you back running yet”?
The implication that I took from the casual way they asked was that they expected me to back to normal – at least normal for a normal person, not normal for an ultra runner.
It was a bit disconcerting that I still didn’t have enough energy for running. The doctors weren’t concerned – they all checked to see whether my heart was still beating (it was) and sent me on my way.
So I spent two weeks being careful to get a lot of rest and sleep, and cut back my hours at work (I am doing about 40 hours per week, so not yet back to full-time hours).
And it seems to have helped. I have had two 3km runs in the last week, and I don’t feel horrible. I am even hopeful that I will be able to manage a third before the week is out, without setting back my recovery again.
I can see a very faint light at the end of the recovery tunnel. It still looks to be an extremely long way away, but at least I am moving in the right direction. And hey, that’s what this blog is supposed to be about – running an extremely long way.