running on toxins

Pleased to report that I ran 2.5 miles yesterday and, in spite of the heat, felt pretty good. According to the bf, who accompanied me, I was going at a good clip. I have, for the duration of chemo, retired my sdm (speed/distance monitor) pod, because I cannot stand to see how slow I'm going these days, so it was good to hear that I was at least not going at too much of a snail's pace.

for those of you who wonder, my actual running form (muscles, etc) doesn't seem to have been affected much, which is sorta surprising, considering the bilateral mastectomy. I guess managed to keep some core strength with yoga, so things are relatively smooth, if maybe a tad too loose. However, of course my wind is not so great, and I tire easily in the lungs, but surprisingly not in the legs. Maybe I'm just not running enuff to tire my legs. Also, the tiredness is different than just being out of shape. It's more like an inability to recover or something. Hard to explain.

At any rate, today the blues hit. I went to work, but left early. I don't like 4th of July that much. Halloween is my preferred holiday. I like the cold, the night and the costumes. July 4 is a blatant, hot, loud, summertime celebration. Makes me feel like heading to some deserted, fog bound, Orkney type island.

Or, it could just be that I've got some unspecified melancholia, brought on by iron poor blood and the absence of toxins to fight.

Tomorrow I will run again, and promise not to overdo it (as if such a thing were possible...! I can barely make it my 2.5 miles). Then, Thursday is chemo #2, and it's back to the fight...

UPDATE: Tues, july 4: I ran 2.4 miles this morning. Yes, I confess I used my sdm and I was going at a decent rate for most of the run. Right now I feel...dare i say it, almost good? anyway. hot and muggy here. happy 4th.