Hey look, I actually ran! I've tried a couple of times before, and always it was hurty in the ol' incision area--not in the skin, but deeper down, in the muscle wall. I actually thought that it might never stop hurting--seems like it's been so long. James suggested that it was possibly taking longer than anticipated because I am "no spring chicken..." I attacked him, of course.
So this run was for Brent and Burt, who never give up on a dilapidated virtual running buddy. Thanks guys.
I was pretty proud that I was able to run a mile without stopping to walk, (Although it must be said that at the end I probably would've been going faster if I were walking.) But it's not about speed, right? I mean, one day I hope to be speedy, but first I need to just get back in the habit of running every day again. Here's to new beginnings!
P.S. I saw the great blue heron that sometimes graces our lakes PLUS a snowy egret (only 15 yards away), which is a first on a run for me.