(I suppose it would be snow if not for global warming.)
My left calf started cramping halfway through my Saturday long run, and my right ankle was giving me a case of the limps shortly after I finished. All the mud was causing me to waste a lot of motion pushing off into a series of sinking pits. I couldn't seem to get it into my thick skull that I should just lift my feet instead.
Thankfully, a solid regimen of RICE had my ankle feeling mostly better by Sunday. This morning, a barefoot run resulted in no ill effects.
Back to the Buckeye Trail run: I was gobsmacked by the heat. It has been a long time since I had to deal with such high temperatures. Between that and the mud, I took plenty of walk breaks. I can't wait until I can make it through without. I was quite glad that I didn't run Sunday, because along with the heat was a hefty dose of humidity -- a preview of summer.
|How the Viper started his weekend.|