|At the 1-mile turn-around.
Totally rocking my pink compression socks.
When you run 14 miles, does it make a lot of sense to get up and go for a run the next day?
I have no idea, but it’s working for me, so I’m sticking with it. Last year, I remember reading about bloggers doing recovery runs the day after a long run. “That’s nuts,” I thought, and promptly organized myself into the non-recovery run camp (there is one, you know).
But this year I am paying more attention to my body and the day after a long run, my legs are practically screaming at me to put on my shoes and hit the road. I only need a few miles and, afterward, my legs feel so much better.
Monday, I wanted to get my recovery run done early so I would have time to do a little writing work during T Junior’s nap. Since it was not frigid outside or raining, I rolled the BOB into the minivan and we drove down to nearby Gene Coulon Park along Lake Washington. There’s a big play area for kids and lots of ducks for feeding.
I’m not a huge fan of running with the jogging stroller, but it’s okay when I’m not really trying to stick to time or worrying about miles, etc. Just out for a run. With my buddy. And a view.
(The clouds parted a little later and we even got some sunshine.) Seaplanes criss-crossed overhead as we trotted along back toward the park. And as we went went over this bumpy bridge, T Junior yelled, “Hold on to yer butts!” (Good job, Mr. T.)
Back at the park and before playtime, we fed the ducks who begged for bread crumbs like dogs. Seriously. They come right up to you and will catch their treat if you toss it to them!
Later, as I stood and watched T Junior play on the slides, I noticed a pain below my outer right ankle, between the ankle and the sole. It’s a weird one I’ve never felt before. Like it needs to be cracked. I’m hoping it’s simply sore from Sunday and that it will go away. My legs felt awesome, though. Thanks to the little 2.5-mile run.
So, do you believe in recovery runs? How do you determine recovery mileage?