This past weekend, I ran a few times. That was the first time I had multiple runs across consecutive days in a long, long time. After each run, I gauged whether or not to run at the time I was going to go again. Each time, my legs felt strong, with no pain to speak of. And, at the end of each of those runs, I still felt good, and relatively pain free, and ready to go again.
"Yay!" I am thinking, "I do some killer yoga, stretch each day, and I can get back to it." So I figure to take a couple of days off, do the yoga thang again, and hit the run on Wednesday. So far, so good. Until I actually started to run. Wow, the wheels came off the bus in a hurry. It seemed as if in the first 1/2 mile, my ability to run regressed 3 months. Hammy pain on the left, calf pains on the right, bilateral hip pains. what the hell happened to the good feelings of running I had the week before? I ate similarly, I stretched similarly, I was focusing on form similarly, I did yoga... but my body responded entirely differently.
I completed the run, though I suspect I had more of a grimace than a smile plastered on my face when I reached my car. By the time I made it home, my legs were screaming obscenities at me for putting them through what they thought was a grinder. I stretched, rubbed and popped some AdvilPM (my favorite drug) to ensure a decent night's sleep. This morning, I woke groggy but I actually slept through the night, and the legs felt tight, but better.
I really wish my body would play nice more than for a few days at a time. I'm hoping to get out there again this weekend, so we'll see.
"Yay!" I am thinking, "I do some killer yoga, stretch each day, and I can get back to it." So I figure to take a couple of days off, do the yoga thang again, and hit the run on Wednesday. So far, so good. Until I actually started to run. Wow, the wheels came off the bus in a hurry. It seemed as if in the first 1/2 mile, my ability to run regressed 3 months. Hammy pain on the left, calf pains on the right, bilateral hip pains. what the hell happened to the good feelings of running I had the week before? I ate similarly, I stretched similarly, I was focusing on form similarly, I did yoga... but my body responded entirely differently.
I completed the run, though I suspect I had more of a grimace than a smile plastered on my face when I reached my car. By the time I made it home, my legs were screaming obscenities at me for putting them through what they thought was a grinder. I stretched, rubbed and popped some AdvilPM (my favorite drug) to ensure a decent night's sleep. This morning, I woke groggy but I actually slept through the night, and the legs felt tight, but better.
I really wish my body would play nice more than for a few days at a time. I'm hoping to get out there again this weekend, so we'll see.
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