I think most runners would say any day is a good day for running, but c’mon, we all know that some days are better than others. I prefer mine without wind or precipitation, with loads of sunshine and an air temperature between 55 and 60 degrees, and on a trail. I also prefer a point-to-point run, but we can’t have everything.
Sunday was a good day for running in the Pacific Northwest. And I’ve been running more lately because I was somehow tricked (*cough* free entry *cough*) into signing up for a marathon in June. The weather has been tragically dark and wet for much longer into spring than normal, but the clouds finally broke up on Sunday.
The day met all of my running requirements, except for that darn point-to-point one. To make things even better, a bicycle club was holding a race and part of the route was on my trail. This meant there were a lot of people out, so I could just relax and run without worrying too much about sketchy characters on some of the typically less-traveled sections.
These ideal conditions made for a super run. Plus, I was listening to fun, upbeat music that had me dancing and singing…out loud. And nobody even looked at me crazy because, hey, most of them were participating in a 50-mile bicycle race. I just wanted 8 miles, but I got 9—and my last mile was my fastest, which was crazy because I wasn’t even trying to go fast. You know how sometimes you just feel so great?
But this isn’t my first time at the rodeo, either, so when I came home, I used the foam roller—AKA torture device—for 30 minutes. Later, I soaked in Epsom salts. I was surprised at how good I felt. But I should have known it couldn’t last.
DOMS struck Monday morning. Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness (DOMS) is pain that occurs about 24-72 hours after strenuous exercise, especially if you are unaccustomed to said exercise. *ahem* (Please refer to last month when I was running, at most, 3 miles per week.) The American College of Sports Medicine says the best way to prevent DOMS is to “…progress slowly in a new program.”
As I limped downstairs for coffee Monday morning, I cursed the sunshine, the happy music, the trail and, especially, those friendly cyclists.
So, I guess I’m hoping for some better running conditions this weekend—like 40 degrees and pouring rain. And maybe I’ll listen to some insurance seminars and run the sidewalks while I’m at it.
Kerrie Turcic is a runner from Maple Valley, Wash. Kerrie is currently a copywriter by day, and also a