recovery and a PSA
I love running races.
I love the adrenaline before, the mental battle during, the endorphins after.
The next morning, however is a bit of a struggle, especially when I had given it my all.
Because I totally did.
This morning I woke up with very sore calves, which is to be expected since the race was mostly down hill. And the funny thing is that I never really notice how much I use my calves until I kick their asses and then have problems taking the stairs thereafter.
Then I took those stairs while holding Maelie.
Mae’s a trusting individual.
Last night, I tried my usual post-race soreness prevention. I stretch, do some yoga and use my accupressure mat.
Some people try relaxing bathes or massages, and I use a modern-day torture device.
The mat is comprised of thousands of little spikes that basically prick your skin to simulate accupuncture. It’s recommended in the beginning to wear a thin shirt, but honestly, unless I stuck something heavy on my chest for added weight, I couldn’t feel it. So I bare skin it.
At first, it hurts like a sonofabitch.
Then, after a few minutes, it gets really warm and tingly.
Then, after 20 minutes, you don’t want to get up because it feels so nice.
Now, for how often I use it, it feels wonderful all the time. And I never get headaches anymore or back pain. And if I do get a headache, I stand on the mat and – BAM – gone.
I can tell you with certainty that my back is sore-free this morning because of the mat. My feet are, too. For the past few weeks my foot has been bothering me, to the point of almost limping, but when I stand on the mat, the pain goes away for hours, or even days. I was positive that my foot would be so uncomfortable all day yesterday, but it wasn’t.
(I swear, on my headstone, it’ll say “Epsom Salt, tea tree oil and Accupressure Mats are a cure-all.”)
I believe that some pain can be cured without medicine. For me, at least. Cramps? I do crunches. Sore back? I use my mat or stretch. Strained ankle? Chiropractor. Frustration and depression? Exercise. Mentally exhausted? Yoga.
I’m sure it’s not so simple for all, but how do you know if you don’t try? Alternative medicine has been around since the beginning of time. Percoset has not.
*stepping off my soapbox*
Today is Monday, which means Angelica my favorite instructor and her military-approach training will work me hard this evening. This translates to my muscles will numb in submission.
Now where’d I leave that mat…?