So. Yesterday I ran 20 miles. I'm sort of over bragging about it, but that might be because last night after I wrote the post on the run, I was limping. Literally. Like an 92 year-old woman in need of both hip and knee replacements.
And at that point, when you look so bad, no one is going to be impressed that you ran 20 miles. They are going to think you are nuts.
So I kept my little mouth shut and I ate half a pan of brownies (don't judge, I burned three million calories yesterday, I deserved it) and then shared a bottle of wine with The Boyfriend.
Then I passed out in my panda slippers on the couch, until The Boyfriend loaded me into a wheelbarrow and wheeled me into my bedroom.
Today I feel okay! With an exclamation mark! My hips and knees are better, my foot still hurts a little, but other than that no complaints! I definitely do not feel like I ran 20 miles yesterday. So that's fantastic news! I might even do this crazy running thing again!
I hope you all had a great weekend!