Funny enough, it wasn't even the booze that did it. On Friday I did the weight workout I was supposed to do on Thursday. And somehow I strained my shoulder muscle. It hurt like the dickens when I walked and I wasn't about to torture myself for a run. Thankfully, by Sunday it had mellowed out enough for me to run.
Ten miles on the treadmill on Sunday. Here's how I accomplished that. My treadmill has a max time of 60 minutes. Here was my first sixty:
I figure I deserve all the extra credit in the world for getting back on the damn treadmill every time I was forced to stop. My 2 hours and 10 minutes of running took me almost three hours with all the stops.
But, it's done. And I felt pretty good.
The downside to a treadmill run? My phone thinks I was sitting on my ass the whole time.