In recent days (specifically, last Friday) I have attempted to revive my running habits. Before today, it had consisted of a very leisurely 1.5 mile jog (with my 13 year old sister) followed by a slightly faster half mile.
This morning Joy (said sister) and I ran the 1.5 miles at a slightly faster pace, and then I set off on what I intended to be a shorter, slightly faster ~1 mile run. One thing led to another, and I ended up with 4 miles total. This is my first real exercise since karate ended mid-semester.
I am a strong believer in the notion that you can make your body do any number of things not normally considered feasible, and this was an asset during my Cross Country team's exploits in high school. It also follows, however, that such transgressions against reasonable physical exertion have after-effects. In short, I have felt generally sick and sore all day.
Hopefully tomorrow's run will be easier on me.