Yesterday I went for a 3 miler after Sundays 20 miles. My legs felt deeply sore and I was thinking about giving it a rest for another day. The first mile or so was horendous and it would have probably been quite amusing to watch me hobbling about like the earth I was running on was molten lava. Once I had warmed up I felt ok and started to enjoy it but the 20 miles in my legs was always apparant.
Today I went for a 4 miler and while I wasn't so sore the energy was only there in spurts so I turned what was supposed to be a 5 miler into a sort of hills, fartlek session. It was a hot day and this probably did me more good than a longer run.
The reality of running another marathon is starting to make me feel nervous. I'm going to be honest I will be glad when this is all over. It makes those 10km races feel like a light training session.