Oh yeah – I guess I should update you on NikkiZ too, huh? She’s not even close to 100%. BUT – she hasn’t run a fever in 24 hours and she hasn’t vomited in 2 days. Her poops are still not even close to solid, but we’re sending her to daycare anyway because we’re kinda awful parents like that. It’s just that other than the poops, she’s better. We’re hoping it’s just taking her body awhile to get back on track.
Now – on to the fun stuff: What On My Body Hurts.
First off? I am FRIED. I haven’t had sunburn in years and I’ve forgotten how much it sucks. I put sunscreen on the morning of the marathon, but I didn’t think to send any with my family so I could reapply. But even if I had – I wouldn’t have put it on the backs of my legs – which is one of the places I’m burnt. Let me tell you – there is nothing sexier than a sock line. Then – add the sports bra burn line on my neck and shoulders, and it’s no wonder my husband could keep his hands off of me.
My joints are all a little sore today. I think the 2.5-hour drive home didn’t help that at all. But that’s not too bad.
The bottoms of my feet are still in BAD shape. I’m trying to walking without touching the parts that hurt which means I’m walking like I was raped by an elephant. (See? SO SEXY.) My Dad seemed to think that I didn’t even need the t-shirt or the medal because you could tell by my walk what I had been doing all day. That was very true in downtown Nashville. You could look down the street and spot who had run that day. But here in Huntsville? I just look like I was raped by an elephant.
I’m heading to work for most of the day – but not a full day. I feel better when I get up and walk around – the stiffness that settles in when I’m sedentary is lethal. I’m supposed to get a massage tomorrow – let’s home nothing keeps me from that because it is one of the many things I focused on to get through the pain.
Oh – and if you have access to the newspaper in Nashville from yesterday – if you look at the bottom of the last page of marathon results – I’m about 30th from last. Which means I beat 30 finishers and almost 1,700 people who started but didn’t finish. MrZ says I also beat the 23,000 that only ran the half-marathon – and I like the way that sounds. So – if you add those numbers up, I actually beat 24,700 people. That’s way more than 30.