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I should have been SUPER sore.
A couple of weeks ago I ran my fastest 20 miler EVER. I should've been sore as hell at SOME point the following week. And I wasn't. The only thing that hurt was the new blisters I earned from being an idiot. And even THOSE were fine by Tuesday. As a matter of fact, that Tuesday I knocked out a pretty fast 4 miles in the freshly blizzarded roads of my New England neighborhood.
What Gives?
Why was I not sore? Why did I feel nothing even remotely resembling the bedridden crippleness I would expect from such a (relatively) hard 3 hour and 38 minute effort Sunday?
It's because I found the secret sauce.
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A couple of weeks ago I ran my fastest 20 miler EVER. I should've been sore as hell at SOME point the following week. And I wasn't. The only thing that hurt was the new blisters I earned from being an idiot. And even THOSE were fine by Tuesday. As a matter of fact, that Tuesday I knocked out a pretty fast 4 miles in the freshly blizzarded roads of my New England neighborhood.
What Gives?
Why was I not sore? Why did I feel nothing even remotely resembling the bedridden crippleness I would expect from such a (relatively) hard 3 hour and 38 minute effort Sunday?
It's because I found the secret sauce.
Read more »
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