That's my self-diagnosis. Still got too much lactic acid in my legs to make it nearly impossible to run, but I've been itching to do some physical activity. My upper body feels fine, so I ended up doing a several 10-rep sets of pull-ups and some crunches. Just enough to alleviate some guilt about the red velvet cup cake, two slices of cheesecake and some chocolate cake I had while watching The Biggest Loser.
I think I've also read that eating produces endorphins. I dread the day I lose my physical capacities. Going to thank God for good health and make sure I use it while I have it.
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