The running has been going well! On Friday I finished up Week 5 of the Couch to 5K program… mostly. I was supposed to run for a full two miles and only made it 1.5 miles. Still a victory, especially considering the immense stupidity I exhibited by running at all.
I managed to severely tweak my neck Friday morning. (Had woken up at 5am, gone to the couch to work, and had fallen asleep in a terrible position.) I was in a lot of pain and couldn’t turn my neck to the sides, but I’d had stuff like this happen in the past, so I wasn’t worried. It felt like a spinal/muscle thing, and I was hoping it would work itself out before too long.
But then… I went running. Somehow my brain convinced me that running was linear — no need to turn your head to the sides — so I’d be fine. I completely forgot about the whole up and down part, the part that jostles and pressures your neck and spine with every single stride.
I realized my mistake after I got to the park and had trouble with my “brisk 5-minute warm-up walk.” But by then it was too late. I was already out there. And besides, I’d been dreading my first truly long run all week, and had partially convinced myself that this whole neck thing was just an excuse. And how fun would it be to come home and tweet that I’d run a whole two miles!
Instead, I came home and instantly took Advil, pounded hot water on my shoulders, and settled into the couch with a heating pad and a glass of wine. I had made my neck issue so much worse. And really, I should have known better.
Now it’s Monday. I was in a lot of pain over the weekend, but am starting to recover. I can turn my neck to the side in one direction. I can walk around without wincing, mostly. I’m still taking Advil and using the heating pad, but the end is in sight.
And… Week 6 of Couch to 5K is supposed to start today. I no longer understand my brain enough — no longer have any connection to that thing I used to love called “logic” — to know what I’m going to do about it.