I could also title this post "why I had the worst long run ever."
But, you know, I thought I'd stick with the theme.
Pure Barre class at the new location in Boston.
In not so many words, it kicked my ass. It worked my muscles in ways they weren't used to. I didn't leave hurting; I actually left feeling rejuvenated and ready to tackle more training. But the next morning, my legs just weren't ready for that. I wan't in a lot of physical pain, but my gams felt very very heavy. My legs were so used to just putting one foot in front of the other, they were thrown off from the intense thigh workout Pure Barre gives. And thanks to my lack of cross training, I had my worst long run ever.
who runs significantly faster than I on a good day).
I'm proud though, that I didn't give up. I ran 10 miles. I gave it as much as I could. And I finished. I know no matter what, I'm going to try my hardest to finish the marathon. Even if it hurts, I will finish.
But here's my word of advice to those training for a marathon: cross train. Seriously. Do it. You may think you're a badass because you can run forever, but you need to cross train. And don't be an asshole like me and wait five weeks to start.
I have confidence that my body will adjust again to the Pure Barre workout and it will help me in the end. I'll just have to deal with a few more days of hobbly miles.
I'm ok with it.