Well I forgot to take one little thing into account. Soccer on Wednesday nights. Thursday morning came and I got up ready to run. As we got moving my body began to protest. I suddenly became very aware of all of the bumps and bruises from soccer the night before and my muscles felt like lead. Rickem rackem not stretching after soccer. Bad plan. So after a less than encouraging run, I focused my thoughts on a great run that evening. Thursday after work I quickly changed and hit the pavement again. My legs hurt, but no worse than in the morning. This time it was the heat that was the challenge...and the hills.
Even though I felt like I was running in slow motion, I did it, and didn't die along the way. Then came Friday morning. My desire to wake up was almost non-existent, but I knew that we had planned on a trail run and that at least sounded fun. My body now ached from head to toe. I was SO glad that Lori was there with me. I totally think I would have given up otherwise. Yay for running partners!
Moral of the story? No soccer the week of Ragnar. I don't need any other pains. 3 runs in 24 hours will do quite well thank you.