Yesterday morning I went out with a friend for about an hour of riding road and trail in my first taste of cyclocross training. Then I had my regular yoga class. And then I laid nine miles of synthetic rubber along the Embarcadero. By ten I was out dancing at clubs on either side of San Francisco Bay until past one in the morning. And then I rolled out of bed for a couple games of pickup basketball this morning.
And I say that not to brag. Worse, I’m actually complaining. I am hella sore! So sore that I broke down and took 250mg of naproxen sodium and 400mg of ibuprofen.
I mean, why wouldn’t I? I have yet another run tomorrow morning, after all.