I thought this was the week. At least it started that way. But what started with a bang ended with a fizzle.
Monday, I went to Twin Rivers and swam
1,700 at a shocking 2:11
6 X 50
total: 2,000 meters.
After that I did 7.1 miles of walking. Hot dog, I was busting it out.
Tuesday I swam 1,800 straight at a 2:12 pace. Ouch. But it was swimming.
Wednesday I went back for
1,000 (2:09)
8 X 50 (1:52)
2 X 100 (1:56)
500 (2:08)
I also did a leg workout at Plate City that went like this:
14 X 80
13 X 100
12 X 120
11 X 135
8 X 140
Thursday, Mom went to the hospital and although I spent the night up there, God still blessed me with the opportunity to swim. I did 2,500 straight in a dreadfully slow pace. That was pretty much it. I did something to my shoulder somewhere around this time that made it gimpy again. Friday I was tired and waiting for my sister to call and give me orders. Saturday, Trevor helped me work under the house. Sunday, I preached, visited Mom, visited the hospital, and took a nap.
For the week I
walked 7.1 miles,
lifted weights one time, and
swam 8,400 meters.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
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