Running for Your Life: Every Other Day Since 1977

That was 42 years ago, 1977.

In 1976, I had the misfortune of contracting a serious ailment that I’ve written about before on this blog: a blood clot in my leg that traveled to my lung. Following a long recovery period, I returned to my young man routines a shadow of my former self. My left leg twice the size of my right one.

I had never jogged before. A hockey player in the winter, softball as a kid in the summer, I had never been a runner. But in order to keep my leg circulation in check, I found that if I ran (really not much more than just shuffling along in the beginning), it helped a lot. Pain and swelling went down; for months I had trouble sleeping; after I started running, my sleep improved as did my healing.

Back then, I started running every other day. Every day put too much strain on my left leg, but every other day seemed about right.

That was nine marathons ago … And since then I have run every other day for 42 years, and my leg is still a problem but not at all what it was.

Yep, Running for Your Life. Those can be words to live by.

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