I gave myself a week to eat/drink more garbage than usual.
Rest, recovery, and sleep made me feel sooooooo good. The dogs were like, duuuuuuuuuh. We do it all the time!
Yesterday, Adam and I both had the day off. We ate sandwiches at Which Wich and saw an afternoon movie--Interstellar. So I sat on my butt for 3 hours and then came home to sit on my butt for another few hours watching TV. Calf and hip didn't mutter a peep.
So I went out this morning and the hip seems to be fine, but the calf is still tight. I felt it the worst in the middle miles, but then it didn't seem to bother me at the end. Weird. I'll stick and foam roll and try
I didn't look at my watch again today, but I didn't feel very good. I am pretty sure it was because I didn't really have much of a dinner last night and too much coffee this morning. I was surprised it was the same pace as Sunday's run.
I don't have any goals at this point in Rehoboth so it's all about maintenance at this point. I'll know closer to race day if I feel like donning a tutu and galloping around the beach or if I feel like I still might have a little gusto left in my sails. With Boston training just around the corner, I think it'd be wiser to just enjoy 26.2 with some of my internet buddies.