Running again

In my entire life, I have never been as sore as I was on Monday, the day after the marathon. My legs were burning, and I was very proud of the way they felt, because I knew pushed them as far as they could go (my right calf was completely cramped for the last 6 miles. The left one joined for the last 3). I had to leave work at 2:30 to go home and sleep. I was so tired.
 
Tuesday, my legs felt a bit better, but they didn’t really work. About every third step, I felt as if I were about to buckle.
 
Wednesday, I took a 30 minute walk with my Uncle Frank. Started feeling better.
 
Yesterday, I ran for the first time – just 20 minutes. It was brutal. I was barely moving, but I had to start somewhere. It was also the first day that I could walk down stairs without waddling.
 
Today, I ran about 4 miles with Francine at lunch. I had a hard time keeping up, but I did.
 
Tomorrow, I’m running 8 miles in the morning with the running club. I’m back!
 
Now I’m thinking pretty seriously about running my first ultra December 30 (HUFF – 50K trail run). We’ll see!

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