Well, it’s now been over sixty hours since I finished my 41.5 mile run. And I’m waiting.
Waiting for the muscle soreness. Waiting for the pain. Waiting for the stiffness.
Later that day, after a 4-hour nap, I walked normally to work. Yesterday, I was bounding up the stairs, two at a time; doing it again today.
I did have a bit of tightness this morning, but I can attribute that more to sleeping on the concrete pad while waiting for the weather to clear so I could catch a helo ride back to my bed.
I even went to the gym today. Rode the bike for 30 minutes, did some stretching and some strength work.
But when’s the shoe going to drop?