I Can’t Believe My Legs Survived
Posts From The Weekend
- Guest Post on PB Fingers – My Personal Journey to Overcoming Binging
- Celebrating My Mom & FFF Features of the Week
- Stop Fat Talk
Somehow, my legs survived this on Saturday.
First, let’s back up to Saturday morning. Saturday morning I had my long run for the week planned. After doing a random gym workout instead of my run on Thursday, I couldn’t wait to get my run on. I headed out of my house with what seemed unlimited energy. Unfortunately, that energy didn’t translate over to my run. I accomplished the seven miles but it felt pretty difficult towards the end. I had only slept maybe 4 or 5 hours the night before and I could feel it. My legs dragged towards the end. I surprised myself that I still eeked out a 9:06 pace and finished the run in 1:03:44.
After coming home, showering, relaxing a bit, and downing lunch, I decided a hike with the family would be a fun thing to do together. We have not gone out with Baby B yet, so we chose a shorter, more touristy hike to see how he would handle the pack.
Even though I don’t consider Stone Mountain a true hiking excursion, it holds a special place in my heart. We always have a good time when we go.
Although, my calves might tell you different. The hike is one mile up and then back down. It truly is one giant stone with quite a few scenic spots along the way. It sounds comparatively easy to hikes we tend to choose, but I somehow always forget how steep some sections are!
It felt so great when we finally reached the top and could take a little break.
We hung out for awhile and then headed back down to get ourselves to dinner. I do not know how I woke up without feeling any soreness. I can’t believe my legs survived after running seven miles earlier in the day.
Perhaps eating my body weight in tacos helped? For dinner we went to a TexMex restaurant called Twisted Taco to use a Groupon I purchased awhile ago.
Ummm…not the best meal of my life. Actually, not even good in the most general sense. Even the service was awful! I ordered one of the taco platters. I chose a grilled steak and blue cheese, fish, and pork taco.
Meh. And that’s being generous with my description. On the bright side, the terrible service will give Peter and I a funny memory for the time to come! I don’t think that waiter could have forgotten or screwed up more things if he tried.
- What’s the worst service you have had at a restaurant?
- Do you like to hike?




