Respect the recovery time.

IT’S SPRING! Hurrah, hurrah! I tried to take advantage of the nice weather this weekend as much as possible, and it has finally started to feel like spring! The insane amount of windshield washer fluid needed, the wet feet, the muddy trails – that feels like spring to me! I had a wonderfully relaxing weekend and an insane leg workout yesterday so I’m beginning spring immobile.

On Friday night I got home from work, laced up an old pair of running shoes, and hit the slushy streets to run a couple miles and run stairs. I am so fortunate to live close to the River Valley in Edmonton where there are literally 50 sets of stairs along the river for anyone to enjoy. There are about 5 sets within a kilometer of my house. I headed to one set of stairs and ran them 8 or 9 times (I lost count). I did a bit of a jog at the top to help my legs recover and then hit the stairs again. I think each set is about 150 stairs. I was BEAT after 25 minutes on the stairs and another 20 minutes of running.

I was so enthusiastic about going for a long run on Saturday morning because Saturday was close to 10C! Despite my best attempt at waiting all morning, doing a bit of an upper body strength work out, and trying to convince myself that my legs weren’t sore from stairs – I couldn’t muster up any more than a 5K! My legs were dead from the stair workout Friday evening and I knew I wasn’t in it for the long haul. I enjoyed fresh air and sunshine for a bit before heading home with the humble lesson learned of respecting the recovery time.

Sunday’s workout was awesome. Another workout with my mom and friend at the gym where we did over an hour of legs, including walking a full lap of the track doing walking lunges. My legs were officially jello by the end and we went for a 5 mile walk in the gorgeous sunshine to complete the day of activity. Sunshine just makes me want to wander outside for hours – if it weren’t for the freezing wind I think we might have! I went over to my parents house and discovered that my dad’s latest obsession with baking bread is in full swing and I wasn’t mad about it. What would a weekend be without casually stopping by my parents’ for a meal?

Don’t knock a grilled cheese made with cinnamon raisin bread until you’ve tried it!

I will certainly not be attempting any workouts this morning as my legs are sure to need an extra bit of time to recover. It’s one thing to have the motivation, time, and energy to workout, but sometimes your body has other plans. It was probably super entertaining to see my running attempt on Saturday morning, so much heart but really struggling to even put one foot in front of the other. Those stair workouts, I tell ya.

What did you get up to this weekend?

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2 Comments

  1. Ah yes, the dead legs feeling. It’s crazy what one day of recovery can do though eh? I ran 3 days in a row last week (with some strength mixed in) and even though they weren’t long distances or super intense workouts, by the third day, my legs felt like LEAD and I felt like I was running with a 100lb weighted vest on so I knew I needed to rest.

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