Complete Muscle Failure (Too Dramatic?)

It seems I don't know my own strength. That is, I don't fully realize how little strength I have. At least when it comes to my upper legs. 

What I thought was a casual and harmless decision to do some free weights and lunges at the gym 2 days ago, proved to be a huge mistake. Lunges! How I hate thee!

Even though these legs can carry me for 13.1 miles (it's been proven, people), a few sets of lunges and my quadriceps go splat. Muscles no workey. What do I know? It felt ok at the time; it was only the next morning when I struggled to walk down the stairs that I knew I'd overdone it. 

Yesterday, I dragged my ass out to the Mount Vernon Trail because it was just too pretty to not run outside. Those were the most painful 3 miles I've ever done and rarely did I glide below the 10 min/mile mark. Today, if I do anything, it'll be a gentle swim and then a soak in the hot tub. 

Lame.

Here's a gratuitious beer shot to cheer me up.

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[LPT]

Why yes, that IS my favorite beer.