Went for my first post-race run on Wednesday. I felt so creaky, like the tin man. I felt like my gait was similar to Terry Fox. I felt awkward and like I had gone back to square one. I had to walk one lap, but then I kicked my butt to make the whole two miles.
Went again today, but my head wasn't in the game, and I could only squeak out one mile. I still felt creaky, and distracted. Gotta get my act together, because in one month it will be train-for-real time. January 1st also marks the day I can register for the Steamboat Springs Half-Marathon.
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