Sore

Sore

My hamstrings were very sore from yesterday's attempt to turn back the clock 15 years to my college days and pretend that I was a competitive 1,500 meter runner again. Paul and Maureen were kind enough to slow it down and run with me when they saw me hobbling around the lake. I felt better as the run progressed. I got in 8.21 miles in just over an hour.

I lifted abs, calves, back, and biceps with John during lunch. His wife has us on this new lifting program that seems to be making my upper body as sore as my legs.

I am sleeping better than ever, so I guess a sore body is good for something.