Yeah, I said "walk." Don't judge me! Seriously, though, I'm still sore. So, in the spirit of smart recovery, I'm going to continue to take it easy until I feel...well, not sore. I'm at work for a couple days, so I grabbed a pair of snowshoes and went for a walk on the trails under the not moonlight. I shuffled around for a little less than an hour in the dark. I brought my headlamp, but even with the cloud cover, I barely needed it. I think it was a good choice as I could tell that I needed to get the blood moving through my legs. I honestly can't believe how sore I am. I may or may not go for an easy run tomorrow. It will all depend on how I feel.
I know I've been a whining a bit more than usual since Sunday, but I'm really glad I did that race. OK, not really glad, but satisfied. The fire is burning brightly under my behind, and I'm ready to move into a period of real, honest, actual, extreme action adventure training. Plus, it's a great race...even though it hates me. Well organized (Nice work, Erik!) and there's pizza. Post-race pizza is almost as good as beer. Next year, though, I think I'll be the "Water, first! Gatorade, second!" guy. (Someone please remind me of that next January.)
4 comments:
Walking is wicked good exercise and a great way to keep going when the body cannot run. And, as opposed to running, with the surfeit of Oxygen in the brain, you can actually appreciate whatever environment you're walking through (waterfalls, trees, birds, spring plants, etc.).
It was dark, so it was just like oxygen debt.
Shoulda had the night vision goggles.
No doubt you're going to rebound from the race and be even faster. For what it's worth, I'm having fun watching you get faster!
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