I didn’t feel too bad yesterday after finishing the Melbourne Marathon for the 13 th time. But today I could hardly walk. My quads are killing me. Both knees hurt. Both calves have left me to join the wild cattle. I have pain behind my knees.
Did I feel like this in 1981?
I am a little surprised at just how bad I feel. I had trouble getting out of bed and limping down the hall to the kitchen this morning.
On the road this afternoon I must have looked like a crippled whale as I ran….well maybe ran is the wrong word. Staggered.
Maybe tomorrow I feel feel human again.