When I got home for Thanksgiving break today, my mom wanted to go on a walk. I figured it would be a good chance to stretch my legs (plus, it's a thing we always do together), so I happily went along.
Then I decided maybe I should subscribe to the whole 'Run as soon as you can after the race and you won't be sore' theory.
Umm...
I'm not sure what you would call the movement I was doing, but it definitely wasn't running.
Hobbit-hopping, is probably more like it.
My mom thought it was hilarious and laughed on the side of the road until her stomach hurt.
Somehow I don't think that little quarter mile jaunt is going to be the secret to getting better, but I'll let you know.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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I think this whole run to recover crap only works if you can actually run. I believe the peeps that tell us to do it don't actually push their bodies to the extent we do and are therefore able to run the next day. :)
I think a walk and a few hobbit hops suffices. David laughs at me every time too.
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