Counterintuitive

It's a lovely word that we like to use at work.
Due to work, almost all of my training was concentrated in a short space.
Monday was 7 miles easy enough after doing a 4 mile race in 23:55 on Saturday, and a crosscountry 6k on Sunday.
Tuesday no running, Wednesday no running.
Thursday, one mile warm up, 9 mile tempo at 6:35, one mile cool down for 11.
Friday 10 miles avg 7:20.
Saturday 20 miles avg 7:25, with miles 17 to 20 at 7:15.
Sunday I was quite sore from the previous days run. I went out intending to do 6 easy. Easy they were, and the longer I went, the better I felt. I finished on just over 10 miles, and felt like I was just getting into my stride, although the pace was between 7:45 and 8 minutes.
The funny thing was, after my shower the soreness of the previous days run had totally disappeared. And for the rest of the day, it was as if I had done no running at all. Counterintuitive! 59 miles for the week, but 51 for four days, happy enough with that.
As I was lost in thoughts on my long run, I was thinking that the longest runs I had done up to this point were two 17 milers. When I hit 20 fairly easily, I knew that I obviously had the core work from London still on the legs.
Dublin is getting close now, looking forward to it.