Sunday, I went kayaking. It was loads of fun, and a gorgeous day for it, but I don't have the world's greatest shoulders so I knew I would feel it later.
Monday morning, I went to Neil. My shoulders were a little sore, so he said cool, we're doing legs anyway. And boy did we. Single leg dead lifts are the devil. While I'm doing them, usually it's my feet that hurt, but then the next day my butt and hamstrings hurt like hell and I curse those damn dead lifts. Add in the squats, the lunges, and whatever other nonsense he threw in, and good lord.
Monday evening, I went to my running group. We did 32 minutes of regular running, which went pretty well, then followed that up with strides. If you've never done strides ...
"Strides (or striders or strideouts) are short, fast runs of between 50 and 200 metres. They are run at a "comfortable sprint" pace (i.e. as fast as you can go without tying up and losing good form.) A typical Strides Session might be 10 x 100m following a 30 minute easy run." ( www.runquick.com/corcorn
By the end of the regular run, my legs were burning, and the strides were brutal. But I survived. I stretched. I called it a day.
Until Tuesday, when I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a truck.
Tuesday is my regular rest day - and a well earned one, I think, given my two-a-day Mondays.
Except today my butt still hurts. And I'm going back to my running group tonight. It may be a slow run for me tonight. Here's hoping there are no drills this time!