Monday I did not do any training. I slept in instead of going to the pool because my rest that night was poor. Usually, I sleep well. Not this time. Then, I did not get off work until 4:00, and I had someone come to Plate City to work on the treadmill. Not only that, but we had Over 60s that night so instead of running, I went to Itta Bena and ate too much.
Sigh.
Tuesday, however, I was determined to make ammends. I swam early and fought monster bugs. When I was finishing my 17th lap (I wanted more), I saw one on the wall I was swimming next to. I immediately climbed out, scraping my delicate chest on the concrete.
After work, it was very hot so I waited until 4:30 to head out Money Road and into the sun. I ran 10.3 miles because I needed it. That is all I did: a swim and a ten-mile run. Isn't that enough? It was for me. Thank you for that, Jesus.
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