I must confess, when I see people running, I secretly race them.B I don’t know why, its my inner competitive child that never got out when I was younger since I didn’t partake in any sports until I was 24.B Sometimes I win, sometimes I lose.B Combine this secret racing with a self-imposed marathon and you get one sore Liana the next day.
When I got to the gym for my lunch break, I mentally wanted to run but I knew although I felt energetic that the knots of soreness in my right upper leg might beg to differ.B With less then 11 days before my marathon I decided there’s no need to argue with the legs.B So 4.2 miles on the elliptical with some arm weights and a ton of foam rolling became the new plan.
After work I made an urgent date in my outlook calender for a Bikram session where I reached a new level of sweat.B I had so much sweat dripping, pouring that I kept sliding all over my mat even with two towels covering it!
And as ridiculous as I looked (and let me tell you I take quite the award for lack of balance) the hips and legs felt looser.B I also didn’t die from drowning in my own sweat, although I was pretty close to it.B Maybe the soreness will leave the body tonight.
Also, can I mention how awesome Thai food is.B Can I also mention how much more awesome Thai food is after a 26 mile run.
I think if calories were no issue and I had a personal chef, I would live of drunken noodles!
Whats your favorite type of food?
Thai! Thai! and some fried ice cream
Do you ever race random strangers on your runs?