After running the half marathon, I had to turn my attention to getting ready to pick up this furry beast from the breeder’s place:
Within a day of picking her up she started barking incessantly whenever I’d leave the apartment and even the room, which made me feel a little guilty to go running—guilty not for leaving her, but for annoying all of my new building neighbors, hah. Anyways, she’s just about over that, and I think she’ll be able to start running with me in a week or 2 (she’s still recovering from getting spayed about 10 days ago). Huzzah! Amy said I should put her on Couch to 5K and frankly, I think I might since she tends to slow down a bit after 15 minutes of just walking.
I recovered pretty well from the half considering how undertrained I was and that that’s the longest I’ve gone at a stretch. I think my legs felt roughly back to normal by Wednesday or Thursday. Not too shabby for me.