Yesterday I ventured onto the treadmill. I have spent some time in physio on a modified elliptical ("some time" = maximum of 10 minutes), but since I own a treadmill, I decided to try it out.
I don't know whether it was a good idea or not.
My goal was one mile. Got myself up onto the treadmill (thankful for handrails), turned it on and hit "quick start". My treadmill defaults to a speed of 1.0 on quick start. Yipes ! 1.0 was faster than I thought it was going to be. I was able to get going and have pretty good posture without falling off or falling over.
But then I did the math. A speed of 1.0 equals one mile per hour. ONE MILE IN AN HOUR. If I wanted to go the full mile, I would be an hour on the treadmill, and I knew that wasn't possible. Cranked the speed to 1.2 and revised my goal to 0.25 of a mile.
It took me 13:09 minutes to walk 0.25 miles. One quarter of a mile. That's one lap around a standard track. That's 400 metres.
I used to run almost two miles in 13 minutes. I used to walk a perfect 16 minute mile (I could walk an exact 16 minute mile, mile after mile after mile .. I know - I've done it).
As much as I aim for positive and remind myself that six weeks ago I couldn't even walk, or that without surgery, in another four months I'd be paralyzed, it doesn't really help. I should look at the bright side, aim for that goal of one mile and use all of those old training techniques I have up my sleeve to get there.
But really, some days it's allowed to be just plain, ole, depressing.
1/4 mile in 13:09. And it was hard. I hate this.
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