Crazy Week Again
I’m sorry I haven’t been as responsive or gung ho lately. I’m logging plenty o’ big hours. I spent yesterday bitching about it, but come Monday, I’m just going to dig in and push. No sense complaining. It is what it is. You heard what the sarge said, that kind of thing.
Yesterday was an off day.
This morning, I biked another 5 miles, ran 3. I got a stitch, which never happens to me. It really wrecked my running time (3 miles in 29:20), but that’s also because I was pushing a pace that’s faster than my norm (I did my first two miles in 17:50). Today marks the end of treadmill, I think, as well. It’s warm enough and getting lighter earlier, so I think it’s time to get back out onto the muddy-as-hell trails and see what’s what. Lots more fun out there anyhow.
Thanks for everyone’s information about swimming for triathlons. I’m still seeking out the appropriate trail-flavored sprint in my area. In the mean time, I’m excited about this muddy buddy business. And no, I’ve never run one before.
The chiropracter thing seems to be working out. I’m a little annoyed at my rotator cuff, but I’m trying to work around the pain and see how much I can strengthen the supporting muscles. The front deltoid is still all messed up and off limits, but whatever. I’ll do the best with what I’ve got.
While I was running my sphincter off, I watched an infomercial about some kind of mental weight loss program, where you sit around on your lounger and listen to a CD and get incredibly skinny. Uh, yeah.
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