After all, tomorrow is another day!
Last Monday I had run. After 133 days I finally did run for 5 km. To the beginning, it was... fantastic, amazing... I don't know enough words to describe that feeling.
At the beginning!
After a few hundred meters I started to suffer. I had a high heart rate and my legs ached. I would have liked to run for 10 km, but I dragged my body with difficulty for just 5 km.
I went home, I took a shower, then I downloaded the data from the Garmin: I ran very slowly with a high heart rate, it was as high as during my races. During my hilly race by 10 km, my heart rate was 171 e my pace 6'17" min/km, yesterday for 5 km my heart rate was 163 with a pace 7'11"...
But this wasn't depressing enough: my legs were very stiff and painful. Now my legs are still very stiff and painful.
Yesterday I cycled on the rollers in an attempt to get relief from my aching legs, but the relief was short-lived. Today my legs are still sore and I won't go for a run, but as Scarlett O'Hara (but in the Italian version she was called Rossella) would say After all, tomorrow is another day!
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