Hit the ‘mill again.

I got back up on the treadmill tonight. Betcha thought I wouldn’t do it! Well, if you did think that, I have to admit it wasn’t without reason.

I had a weird night of it though. I stretched and started walking, and knew pretty much right away that tonight was going to be harder than the night before last. My legs just felt more tired. I felt more tired. My pace was dragging, and I actually went a bit slower at first. After getting good and warmed up, I pushed the pace back up to 3 mph (slow!) and left it there. All the while my legs were complaining. I started wondering if I’d put in the same amount of time as last time… It was just harder tonight. Not so weird so far, right?

Around the 40 minute mark, something very weird did happen. The pain in my legs went away. Just like that, poof! No pain. One minute, I’m goin’ “I’m not gonna make it to 45 minutes,” and the next minute… I feel great. I kinda grinned to myself, and pushed the pace up a bit to 3.5 mph, fairly confident that I’d end up punishing myself a little bit, and then stretching the cool-down to the 45 minute mark. But the pain didn’t come. So, I did what any one of you would do.

I ran.

I pushed the speed control on the treadmill over into the 5 – 6 mph zone and set off in a good (for me) jog. And my legs felt great. No pain. After a few minutes, I was blowing something silly (I am out of shape, dagnabbit) and so I slowed back down to a walk, but my legs felt fine. So I caught my breath for a little less than a minute, and I pushed it back into a run. And I ran for another several minutes. With no pain. I kept going until my breathing just couldn’t keep up with my body’s demands (dagnabbit) and slowed back to a walk, and started my cool-down. Feeling decidedly odd. It was a weird, shivery sort of sensation, almost like someone was pouring cool water down the inside of my skin. I had a feeling of mild euphoria. I felt good. I think I actually got some sort of weird version of the runner’s high. I can’t think of anything else that would explain it.

And all that, after the first 40 minutes of just plain walking was such torture. I don’t get it, but I won’t complain.

Oh, and I ended up doing 3 miles in 55 minutes.

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7 Responses to Hit the ‘mill again.

  1. jank says:

    Yeah, Lafe!

    And it doesn’t sound like some wierd version of the runner’s high, it shounds like the real deal – your body finally giving up resistance and deciding that it was going to embrace exertion.

  2. Your Sister says:

    That is AWESOME! It’s been awhile. I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced the runner’s high. I don’t know. I’ve started running again, myself, but the breathing part is killer. My legs don’t mind it, but my lungs scream for air. This too shall pass. I wanna get high though!

  3. HURRAY!! Welcome back…

  4. aprilanne says:

    I love runs like that!

  5. Lafe says:

    You won’t believe it, but I actually caught some sort of flu from my wife. Some years, you just can’t win. :) I am hoping it will pass quickly, though.

  6. Angel says:

    Love this blog. I had this same kind of thing happen a couple weeks ago and ever since I have been hoping that it would happen again. Nothing.. You need to get back to running!

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