We left Boston yesterday and drove up to Maine for a couple of days, so I ran on the hard-packed sand this morning on a gorgeous beach in Ogunquit. The wind was blowing like crazy, but it felt great to stretch the legs out a little and to start working out a little bit of soreness from the marathon. Since the pace of the marathon was so much slower than I'm used to running, it used different muscles. Instead of my quads and hams being shot, it's my hip flexors that are sore. I assume that's because I was taking shorter strides and probably spent more effort in an upward direction than a forward one. | 