A negative side effect from my busy week has been my lack of stretching. Really, the past two weeks have been like this. It's beginning to take its toll.
Today is my usual off-day from training. But it feels like I worked out twice. My right calf is tight and sore. Probably from my swim yesterday morning when it cramped up in the middle of a relay race where I squared off against Coach Gerardo. I couldn't fold in the middle of the 50 even though my calf was begging me to. Now my leg is paying the price. My left IT band and right shoulder are also achy.
I remember when my massage therapist and Fortius teammate David told me soreness tends to spiral in the body since the muscle groups spiral around bone. I'm walking...err...shuffling proof of this right now.
Not stretching is one of those "proceed at your own risk" things. It doesn't immediately show its effects, but collectively, a week without foam rolling produces moments like the one I'm considering now -- I don't want to get out of my chair because I'll hear all the cracks and creaks in my body.
Don't remind me, Father Time!
Yes, I'm "only" 36, but days like today make me feel a little older. And not quite as spry. I miss the days of rapid recovery. Like when I was in eighth grade and would play sports all summer long, day after day after day. I'd say rinse, wash, repeat, but back then it really was just repeat, repeat, repeat!
Still, not working out for the day has been a welcome relief. Especially knowing that tomorrow I'm waking up at 5 a.m. to drive to Santa Barbara for a SB Triathlon course preview ride and run. My buddy Frank is joining the Fortius crew and me. I'm not looking forward to the wake-up call, but the cool, crisp air and beautiful seaside and mountain views should more than make up for it.
Now, it's off to a family barbecue. The activity stream continues!
106 days and counting.