Yesterday I spent about 5 hours hauling artificial Christmas trees out of my store. The first 100 customers could buy a tree for $100 (normally $300-$800). It was craaaaaaaazy. I had sweat pouring out of every part of my body. I drug 150 pound boxes to customer's cars like I did it every day. Fortunately, most of the people played nicely and there were no major incidents. The last 3ish hours of the day, I spent putting up Christmas trees to fill in some of the space of the sales floor.
Adam and I went out for beer and cheeseburgers last
night. I had 2 Christmas porters that were higher octane. Um, I slept
like a brick.
This morning, I just threw on my running gear
without a thought and ran 5 miles. Took a shower, sat down to read the
newspaper, and O.M.G. What in the heck did I do to my body? I felt
like my body had been tossed in a washing machine. My soreness had
soreness. Rawr. I thought I was at the end of my good spell of running
today. But heavy lifting + bouts of intense cardio + 2 octane beers =
not a recipe for successful runs.
I'll be working on redeeming myself for Sunday's run.
In the meantime, enjoy the few pics from last week's race. Flying Tomato and I were able to score a few serious BPs at the end: