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The part of the Eastbank Esplanade over the river. |
The drove home felt like the longest drive ever. There was definitely some time dysmorphia going on, it took FOREVER. I just wanted to get home and lay down! That half an hour seemed like two hours. Anyways, I finally got home.
Stairs were a challenge at first as I had to climb each one individually with both feet before moving onto the next. By the end of the night I could take them in the standard one step, one stair fashion. Basically my legs were just achy and sore and laying down really didn't help. They hurt whether I moved them or not. I considered taking some ibuprofen but held off. It sucked but was manageable.
I was fairly sore yesterday but able to get around fine. I'm even better today. I think I'll go for a nice easy 5k tonight to work back into things. My long run this weekend will definitely be shorter! I am thinking 10 miles tops!
So maybe it was stupid to escalate my longest run by four whole miles, but looking back I think I got away with it and it was worth it. Really good marathon training by continuing to run even when you are completely gassed.

The good news was I ran a half marathon and was feeling good at 13.1 miles. So my first half marathon in a month won't be a total shock. I definitely didn't run this at the pace I would tackle at half marathon at (I am thinking 8:30mi), so I would expect to be a lot more gassed after 13.1 miles then. This was very good training though!
Anyways, I bowled a 223 last night on sore legs just over 24 hours removed from this long run, so I can't be that damaged.
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