Running on rubber legs

Yesterday I ran 8.5 miles ( yay me). This morning my legs were stiff and sore…grumpy even.  I also woke up with a very rumbly and hungry tummy…hangry even.  So ‘goodbye’ morning 3 mile run and ‘hello’ Bob Evans.  I told you I would be honest, and there you go…yep I ditched my run for the siren call of bacon, and eggs, and gravy, and coffee….

Well such indulgence has a cost, and that meant I would have to pay penance by running the dreaded treadmill that evening ( I despise the treadmill…it is torture to my short attention span).  To distract myself while running on a treadmill I have been known to listen to music, watch a closed captioned TV show AND read, all at the same time, just to keep me on the darned thing.

Well I will give myself an A for effort.  I managed a whole 3 miles in a blazingly fast time ( for me) of 30 minutes!!!!! The faster you run, the faster you’re done afterall!

Unfortunately I must award myself a big fat F for results.  I really did push it too fast on tired legs.  My calf muscles are screaming, my glutes are displeased, and my right ankle has sent a complaint letter to the planning committee.  I felt pretty strong while running, but my brain should have known better and taken it easy on my poor deluded legs.

To make myself feel better, I have consumed a delicious, gooey cheddar cheese bacon dog in hopes of appeasing my abused legs…My tummy was pleased anyway. We’ll see how walking goes tomorrow!

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One thought on “Running on rubber legs

  1. Ab.So.Lutely *LOVE* these! You’ve got a gift love! I feel your pain! (Says the man sticking to the 5K’s… ok, and that one 10 miler… but only because you’re running too, and because I get a crown…)

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