Not since playing B Team rugby in university have my hips been so sore at night while trying to sleep. But back then, it was from being dump tackled to the rock hard compacted soil of our raggedy fields, and not just from pushing the pedals on an elliptical. The decades, they do change us boy!
Now that wasn’t my first run this year even, but it was the longest. I chased my oldest around a track 2 or three times in May, and a few more times after that, but that would have lasted 10-12 minutes tops. I think the issue stems from the 98 minutes of run time yesterday. I stretched a bit afterward, but I failed to stretch before. I trained just about to limb failure, which I probably should not do. Live and learn.
Problem was, after the first 33 minute weight loss run, I felt incredible, so I did an extra interval run for 65 minutes, and as soon as it was half way through I knew, just knew that I should call it quits, but I was breathing ok, and my feet didn’t hurt (even though I was barefoot), and I was sweating, but didn’t realize I had sweat through my hat, t-shirt & shorts causing a puddle to form under me on the floor. Eew! That was all news to me once I stepped off.
I rarely EVER feel good during a run, so I thought I should keep going. Next time I’ll quit while I’m ahead! That was a good portion of my Sunday mid morning, the running that is. Not much else went on after that. Back to Monday now. Have a solid week. Ciao Bella!
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