I went running again today. It wasn't bad but it wasn't great. I feel like I can't run without it hurting somewhere. I solve one problem and I hurt somewhere else, so I try to fix that and something else happens. My body is putting up a good fight trying to get me to stop, but I swear I'm going to win if it kills me.
Every time my shin hurts I get terrified that I've just given myself another round of stress fractures. So far it hasn't been anything I can't run through, so I figure I'll just keep going till I can't go any further.
In a way I actually like the pain aspect of it. I feel more triumphant at the end of a run that I know wasn't easy. I enjoy testing my physical limitations and pushing myself, so tiny bits of pain that just make it tough but not impossible are enjoyable to me. Is that strange?
Today I ran 5.17 miles in 41.5 minutes. That's an 8 minute mile. Not as good as yesterday, but I was in a bit of pain today so I'm just glad I finished.