Recovery

Eugene was great for many, many reasons; but one was the free 15 minute massage at the end. Bonus! After the rub down we headed back to the hotel for our well deserved Fireball whiskey. A standard post race event I’m told from Brooke. So like a good Indian, I followed the plan. I didn’t even put up a fight.

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Brooke and Niki had to drive back so we parted ways. Diane and I shopped and walked around which was great for the legs and I abused the free hotel ice machine.

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We finally made it home and celebrated with the family. I think my husband was more relieved I got sub 4 then I was. Good lord I could stand another 6 months of my bitching either.
My son was really proud of me but disappointed I didn’t qualify for Boston; he was really hoping to see The Green Monster.
I couldn’t tell how my shins were because my quads were horrendous. Holy crap, please no stairs! And dam it I wish I could stand and pee. Whoa, I was shocked they were so sore. But my son, being the genetically gifted entrepreneur offered to roll my legs. For a fee. Good job Sam, way to exploit your mom.

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So I have not run since the race. The only thing I did was spin once. Oh and…

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Now I just stalk and drool over other people running. Totally normal right?!

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Do you stare at other people when they are running and you are not?How much time do you take off from running after a big race?Whats you drink of choice afterward?

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