I guess writing my post last night tweaked my psyche because I woke up on time this morning to get out of the house by 8 am and do my 4 mile run. I was very proud of myself for not talking myself into a late start or (God forbid) running in the basement on the treadmill.
Here's my route:
I'm going to keep this short because I am tired (bed late, up early, 2 days of back to back running) and I have my longest run in... eeek! 2 1/2 years... tomorrow. Six miles.
Will I be able to do it? Hell yeah. I just have to hang tough.
My legs were pretty tired during the run, and my right ankle felt a little sore. About an hour after I got home I took an ice bath. It really felt good -- after the initial shock. My legs felt good for about 4 or 5 hours. They have gotten progressively tight throughout the day, so I just took some Alleve.
I plan to get out by 8 again tomorrow, so I better sign off here. Sorry this post is so choppy.
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