The Doom of DOMS
I hope everyone had a lovely Halloween.
I’m incredibly happy to say that I found a new groomer for Niko who I absolutely LOVE. I didn’t feel worried/concerned/aprehensive at all dropping her off, due to the friendly demeaners and smiley faces of the employees, and the wide open grooming and dog playing area. I think Niko liked it, too (though maybe not the Halloween bars part )
I’m also happy to say that our neighborhood trick-or-treaters completely demolished our stash of candy last night.
We may have even had to turn off our porch light early, thanks to Shane and me saying a quick “trick or treat” and swiping a Snickers (his choice) or a Twix (my choice) every 10 minutes. I loves my Twix
I was hoping to use the abundance of sugar and carbs from candy last night to fuel a run this morning, but as soon as I stepped one foot out of the bed, I knew that was not going to happen, thanks to a killer leg day workout that left my lower body muscles in pain today.
Yep, I’m talkin’ about DOMS.
Dom, d’dom dom dommmms.
It makes me a little (ok a lot) stabby.
Yeah, yeah, I know a lot of fitness crazies LOVE the feeling of DOMS – it makes ya feel like you really worked your muscles. I get it – I just don’t share the love in it. Lucky for you, I filmed a little video on why I have such a fiery hatred for DOMS.
This is one of the more extreme cases of DOMS that I’ve felt in a while after my lower body workout the other day. The day after a heavy leg day, I always feel grumpy, but two days after, and I feel SORE.
Whenever I have DOMS from lower body work, I’ll always avoid higher impact cardio (i.e. running) that day. So instead, I’ll likely just hop on the elliptical and have a pedal and read session with my Kindle.
But before I do that, I must eat all the foods!!
I took this picture yesterday (because it’s what I had for breakfast then, too) but it’s a repeat today. Two slices of Ezekiel toast with Justin’s maple almond butter and banana. So good and so simple. I’m digging the simple foods lately
DOMS: love it or hate it?