I took a week off from all training after doing the century ride. Partly I was nursing a sore tendon/ligament behind my knee. But I was also just being lazy. Shocking, I know. (ok, you can stop giggling now)
And then the week before the ride I may have taken the whole tapering thing to a new level. That’s me, always trying to excel. I ran on Monday, biked about 10 miles on Wednesday and then meandered on my bike for about 20 minutes through my neighborhood on Friday. Hey, I was going to be *darn rested* for the 100 miles.
This is all a long-winded way to justify my run this Monday. Two weeks off from running, out of the pool for at least three weeks and a solid week of nothing.
Here’s the funny thing. Perhaps those of you who have been at this fitness gig for longer than a year can enlighten me.
I had a great run! Good energy. Ran up the hills without walking – and I’d been walking more, not less, in the weeks leading up to the century. And I did the 5 miles in my usual time of 56 minutes.
Stoked. That was me on Monday morning. Ok, so fitness had not packed up and left town when I was lazing around. Excellent news.
Cut to Monday night when a few little aches and pains started creeping in. I ignored them.
Tuesday my calves started complaining. By the end of the day my quads had joined the chorus.
Wednesday the backs of my knees started hurting and the pain in calves and quads had quadrupled. And no, I’m not trying to be funny with the whole *quad* reference. I wish.
Today is Thursday and I’m feeling more normal again. But I have to say I’m a wee bit scared to pull out the running shoes again.
What the heck did I do wrong?
Suggestions, advice and general good-natured ribbing are all welcome. Bring it.