It was one year ago today that my doctor released me to run on my healed broken foot. I remember his words exactly when I asked him if I could run three half marathons in November in training for a full marathon in December. He looked into my ear and said "Koo Koo, Koo Koo!" Maybe it was a little Koo Koo, but I ran all four races!
After my doctor appointment I remember calling Ken almost crying telling him that I could run that night. I was so excited. I decided to take it very easy. I ran one mile in the rain. I did not care that it was raining, I wanted to run. After I ran I told Ken that my mile was pretty easy and I would run two or three the following day. I took Kya to run two miles the next day and it about killed me. It was so hard. I ran the next day without Kya and it was just as hard. I called my friend and running buddy Susan to tell her what was going on. She gave me a nice pep talk and that was all I needed. I never looked back. I ran a full marathon two months after being off from running for 12 weeks. I was so proud.