The Price of a Six-Mile Run

[kybearfuzz]

After work on Friday, I changed into my running clothes and went to the local park to get in a run. Since I had skipped a run earlier this week, I wanted to get in a little bit more to make up for it. So I ran six miles instead of four. My ankle was a little "twingy" when I started but it worked itself away after my first lap. I completed the six miles, did a walking cool-down lap, and then did a bit of stretching before heading home.

The next morning I started paying dearly for that run.

I tried to get out of bed and found my ankle was seized up, very sore to where I couldn't bend it or put much pressure on it. I thought I stretched enough, but obviously didn't. So I managed to get through the day hobbling around. I didn't work out. Sunday, it was TIGHT! It was worse than Saturday. I went ahead and worked out -- chest and shoulders and abs. Lots of push-ups. The workout helped stretch my ankle to help it along.

I took it fairly easy this weekend. This morning, it's better, but not perfect.

I blame myself, but also my running shoes. I think they're worn down and I need new ones.

And I am happy to be off today. One more day of recovery