Recovery

Today is Monday and that means I'm supposed to do a nice moderate recovery run.  The problem is, with all the stuff I did yesterday, I still needed a long run.  Thankfully, I had a nice long stretch midday without the kids and we're off for the week so, yay!  I got my long run in.
14 miles worth of long run, actually.
Wow.  Was that weird.  I remember back when I could do 15 and it'd be no real big deal. Now it's more of a "Let's see if I can walk tomorrow then we'll decide if I'll be going to BodyPump." 
Yeesh.
On the positive side, I got my run in.  On the negative side, Ben is acting all plague having.  Which is not fun as I spend a lot of time looking sideways at him wondering if he's developing pneumonia (again.)  And he knows I'm watching.  And I know he knows I'm watching.  And he knows I know he knows I'm watching.  And....so he tries to pretend it's not so bad.
But it was bad enough that we had to leave halfway through the Hobbit, so he could come home and curl up in bed.