I made it out the door this morning into a brisk, pre-snowy Columbus for a first post-marathon run. And it was good.
There was a bit of soreness with the initial bit of out-the-door; my Achilles said “Hey, man, I thought we were done with this”.
But about a mile or so into it, things were good, and the motor just wanted to keep going.
Man, this is light-years better feeling than after my last marathons.