Oh. My. Quads.
So this week was jumps week at karate. Not only am I sore as hell, I can barely run.
April 23: ATB after karate. Already hobbling, and I ran within an hour of class.
April 24: Same. And much worse.
April 25: Prospect Park 1 mile. In almost 12 minutes. I can barely lift my legs.
But sore is good, right? No pain, no gain?
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A chronicle of my daily running adventures and a little about my life in between.
About Me
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- I started this blog as a fourth year resident in 2009 when we decided to do streak running. Since then, life has taken many turns. I went to Montana as a solo practice OB/Gyn starting in Sept 2009. I came back in January 2010 when my dad was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and had bypass surgery. I returned to Stony Brook as an attending for a short time and then I started my gyn onc fellowship in July 2010 in Brooklyn for another three years of training. The fellowship ended in June of 2013 and I headed back to Montana in August. I love my job, I love my runs, and I'm enjoying my life. Let's start Year 6!
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