It's not that I didn't work out or prepare for Spring Training. In fact I prepared well, pitched well in my first bullpen, and out-ran most of my teammates in conditioning yesterday. It's just that you can't replicate standing around in spikes for 5 hours a day in the Florida heat, while you're sitting in your living room in Atlanta. I spent my last week in Atlanta spending time with my wonderful wife, not preparing my feet for the pounding that ST brings. Therefore, my legs hurt.
The great thing is that everyone is in the same boat. We're all shuffling around the hotel moaning and groaning with each step. Inevitably things will get easier. We'll get more used to the long days, and the fatigue will slowly melt away. My goal is simple...pitch well. Despite all soreness and distractions that could be used as a crutch for not pitching great, there is no excuse. There are roughly 80 pitchers fighting for 48 long season roster spots, and you can be sure no one is going to simply give one to me. I have to earn it just like everyone else.
So my sore legs may hobble my stride down the hall but they won't hobble my chances this season.