Remember, last week was the final push to get moved. We did it and finally the move is over. Well, sort of. We have a carport full of stuff that we have to do something with. Because of all of that, I did not get much training done last week. Monday, I swam for a big 2,300 yards. Tuesday, Tyler and I rode early, I went 2,375 yards in the pool. It was not until Wednesday that I lifted weights, ran 4.42 miles, and swam 2,250 yards. Yeah, that was almost training again.
Thursday, we rode again, and I swam 2,500 yards. Friday I did my biggest pool practice with 3,300 yards. And Saturday, I celebrated us moving the last few boxes with a full-body session at Plate City gym and 1.15 miles on the treadmill.
For the week, I
cycled 29.67 miles,
lifted weights two times,
swam 11,817 meters,
ran 5.57 miles, and
Skiergged 6:00
So there you have it. The training was short and sweet, or maybe I should say short and bitter. I grew frustrated as the week wore on. Only the swimming numbers were good ones. But it wasn't a total bust, and we needed some recovery from the Quad. This week, by the grace of God, I hit it hard.
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