Besides the training, it was a very emotional week for me and my wife. Jeff, out little weenie-dog, was in the hospital from Tuesday until the following Monday. At one point it looked like he might not make it. We must have cried a thousand tears each. He is the sweetest little fellow I've ever known, and we love him like he was a child. Saturday was tough on us because we were expecting him to come home, but the vet said he wasn't ready. Then one of our cats, Alley, a fourteen-year-old rescue, died and our sorrow was compounded.
For the week, I
ran 26.41 miles
swam 11,200 meters
lifted weights two times
walked 6.45 miles and
spent 78.5 minutes on the bike trainer.
I finished a draft of the Chicot Challenge, but I want to do some more work on it and select some pictures. Speaking of pictures, I suppose I should start posting some of those now. Here is one:
The Fasttrack Fatties just before the start of the Challenge. On the advice of my wife, I wore pink instead of grey duct tape on my nose. |
I feel like I am finally recovered from the Challenge although I'm still enjoying the relaxed training schedule. Monday afternoon I swam 2,500 at Twin Rivers, and earlier in the day I put in a 40:00 minute trainer ride followed by a 3.17 mile shuffle. Then I did some weights, concentrating on my low back. The three-mile run will be the longest one until Saturday when Forrest and I are doing the Hotter n Hades Half Marathon in Leland, MS. My goal for that race is just to go run and see what happens. It will be very hot, and I have been informed that shade is pretty much non-existent on the course, so mostly this is a training run and an experience, some time to spend with my son.
As I type this, I sip some coffee and periodically reach over and pet Jefferson. He is a good napper, better than his owner even, and life is good with him and Luvie here to keep me company.
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