Pass the Advil, please.
How to make yourself sore: Without training for it, go out and run 8.5 miles in the bush. Although not wise, that’s what I did last night as the Grenada Hash House Harriers celebrated their 900th event.
No, not me. Just an image I found on the net. Pass the Advil, please.
Aftermath: Unable to use legs today. It’s another squally day here anyway so I think I’ll just lie in bed and read. You’re not supposed to work on a Sunday anyway.
As for the reading, here is one excellent article that I found this morning… Dealing with a sinking ship. Be sure to check it out!
Note: Rebecca ran somewhere between 11-12 miles yesterday and she is not sore at all. I guess all her hard work exercising pays off, right? 🙂