I ran a hill fartlek from the Space Pickle Vista (i.e. my apartment), pushing the hills on the run to basically running all-out on the last 10 seconds of the last hill.
Afterward, I got a massage where I was told by the masseuse that my IT band and calves were so tight that "I'm honestly surprised you can walk, much less run." She put a hurting on me because I hadn't had a massage since the marathon and obviously needed one. I immediately bought a foam roller afterward.
In other news, when I got home, I received news that I've been accepted into a joint-degree program here at Duke with the business school, extending my time in Durham for a year. I'm pretty psyched about this, and it means I'll be in North Carolina until Spring 2012.
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