So it's now been three days since I conquered Ennerdale. I think we all know by 'conquered' I mean survived the brutal race. Still, I wasn't expecting my legs to remain so sore today. I was planning to get out for a jog but I don't think it will do me any good. Still a bit of recovery to go through before I get out for a run me thinks.
Can't do nothing though which means I must do something. A bike session. Nice and gentle. Makes me feel like I'm doing something despite setting it back down on a light resistance. After all I've got to be ready to race a horse next Saturday.