rehabilitating my body

While it might seem like a week's worth of bedrest is the suitable response post-marathon, that's not actually how it's supposed to be done.  I took off 48 hours, as told, with the exception of some light stretching.  But, you are supposed to do some light work, in order to rehabilitate your muscles and to prevent stiffening up.  So, for the past few days, I've been doing some light walking on the treadmill.  On Monday night, even walking a mile at a 20:00 pace felt hard.  But, I've been getting better.  I no longer waddle like a pregnant woman, nor do I groan turning over in bed.

I'm going to try to run a little (like a mile or 2) tomorrow - it's supposed to be in the 60s.  I very much miss running, and am anxious to get back.  But, however much I do decide to do, it won't be a lot, and I'll go at a slow pace.

Yesterday, I bumped into a friend of mine from Latin last semester, Annie, in the library.  She said I looked tan (I must've gotten some color on Saturday), and I told her that I had just run a marathon.  Apparently, she's run a few marathons as well (including NYC and Boston, which means she's very good at it).  She got so excited, and was just like "Isn't it the greatest feeling?  I just wanted to grab all of the spectators and say 'Come on, you gotta try this!'"  

That was how I felt on Saturday, and it was so nice to hear someone vocalize what I had been thinking, and knew how I felt.  

On a side note, Brightroom photography posted their professional photos of the race.  While they took a few of me around mile 22 that are just awful (that's when I felt my worst), they snapped this one at mile 17 that I do happen to like, just because I really did feel as happy/triumphant as I look in it (it's very a la Rocky).

 And sadly, I must return to my latin, because it is back to normal as far as school is concerned.