So, after what I thought was a nice, gradual return to working out, I decided that tonight was the night I could start running again. Nothing crazy. Just a 10 minute mile pace.
I ran one mile. ONE!
And I felt like I ran 18. My body feels like I just got run over by a truck.
Crap.
Today's Joy:
Work Holiday party with a fun Yankee Swap.
2 comments:
yea, been there. Stick with it. Miles will become effortless and fun soon enough.
Ugh, I hate that feeling... keep to it, you'll be back up to speed in no time!
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