Sore Waddle
Oh, my goodness, I am sore. I can barely walk. That means, I should incorporate yesterday’s workout into my routine. I can feel the sore in my hamstrings, quadriceps, calves, and a little in my abs. Sore is good. Sore is on the way to strong, fast, lean, and fabulous.
I worked a little with light weights today, to keep my momentum going. I know we’re supposed to take rest days, but I’d like to keep pounding myself into shape. Since my legs were really sore today, I installed a movable pull up bar in a doorway at my house (after I skipped going to the par course nearby when my heart rate monitor started being weird), did five pullups, fifteen knee to elbow pulls, and worked a little with the dumbbells. I doubt I burned very many calories, but I’m sure I’ll feel the ten pound bells and the weight ball swings tomorrow. The whole routine today was almost as exciting to do as it is to read about. Whee.
After a while, I decided I really needed coffee, so I walked for a few miles this evening to get some blood going. On the way to take some extra distance in my sore waddle, I discovered another par course even closer to my house. Tomorrow, I may go document it and post the pictures to Flickr.
The Waddle: 3.64 mi in 1:14:16 (1:08:05 in zone); HR 119 avg, 145 max; 658 cal (60%) => 395 fat cal
Mental note: Being hungry is part of the training. Small snacks are key, instead of one massive meal. Look at you, Apollo. Weigh in today is 2½ pounds heavier than yesterday. Way to put away that whole pan full of Spanish rice. Lock it back down, soldier.
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