A-Z Challenge: Legs

Okay, time is short so I'll just get to the point.

My freaking legs hurt.  Feet too.  Not agonizing pain, but that dull ache that sets into 41-year-old joints after running 9 miles on them.

First, some background: there is a half-marathon coming up in May.  I've participated in this race twice before.  I've declared I will never run a half-marathon again twice before, too.  Turns out I'm not real good at keeping personal promises.

The run itself was great.  The weather was ideal; my knees were stiff for the first couple minutes but they loosened up.  My wife ran with me and she had a great run, too.  She went a little faster than she normally runs, and I went a little slower than I normally run, and we both ran a lot closer to each other than we normally run.  It was fun.  

I feel okay right now.  I'm sitting down.  After the run I showered then lit some charcoal and cooked up some porterhouse steaks.  We had split half of a cow with my aunt and uncle; these steaks were fresh, grass-fed, all-natural, hormone- and antibiotic-free beef...for only $2.99 / lb.  I'm still lingering in food heaven, sipping on some wine and digesting.

But my future awaits.  This bliss soon will end.  For in my future: Stairs.

Stairs are my ultra arch-enemy at the moment.  They are evil.  Going up is decidedly worse than going down, but I cut them no slack in either direction.  They are hurtful, mean objects.  Soon it will be bedtime, and that means the stairs and I will have an unpleasant confrontation.

Legs.  Ouch.  And since this is a series focused on music, I feel obliged to point out that ZZ top wrote a song about legs.  It's a great song, but it approaches the subject from a much different perspective than I have presented today.