I've come to the conclusion that I need a 3-day miracle to recover in time for Cohutta 65. For some reason I thought I would snap right back from Paris-Ancaster since my race was under 2.5 hours, but au contraire. I feel like I've been hit by a bus. Actually I feel like I've been hit by a bus, and then it backed over me, and then hit me again. And then it dragged me a few feet.
Do you get the picture?
Part of the reason why I feel so crappy is that Monday was a really bad day for recovery. We got home late Sunday night, and I was only able to get 5 hours of sleep before having to go to work and school. Basically I couldn't have been more grumpy if I tried.
I'm hoping that tomorrow will be the turning point. I was able to take a 3 hour nap after work today, and now I'm unpacking so that I can repack!
Oh, and did I mention how excited I am? This race is always one of my favorites, especially for the early season. I'm also excited to be doing the 65 miler this year, since part of the course will be different from what I normally race. I'm not exactly how it will be different, except that I need to go right at the first aid station instead of left. After that it's all a big mystery!
2 comments:
Try to squeeze in some yoga, 60-90 minute worth. It usually does wonders for me. Good Luck with Cohutta 65.
Make your hubby give you a massage. I am sure he would love to do that.
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