Maybe this is exciting only to me, but I went to a yoga class today, and I KEPT UP WITH IT. It wasn't some sissy class, either. Everybody else was dying. (Well, to be honest, I was dying too, but I was also rejoicing inside and not sitting on the floor trying not to pass out, and therein lies the victory.)
It's been exactly three weeks since the race, and I think this means I am getting close to being recovered. I've been eyeing some of the spin and aerobics classes at my gym, but I think I'll actually start a bit smaller. Maybe a swim or something.