Tuesday, I cancelled my morning swim because my brain decided to act like a run-a-way horse and keep me up all night. I did, however, run 8.13 miles and do a pull workout at Plate City.
By Wednesday, I had cut the run all the way down to 1.26 miles on the treadmill. But I hit the legs pretty hard; however, I failed once more to go to the pool.
Tyler and I did meet up at the pool Thursday morning. We slashed for 1,150 yards. I hit the treadmill again for a whopping 1.15 miles, and I did some real lifting with Pee Wee.
My long run this week was done on Friday, and all I shuffled was 11.07 miles. Last Friday's 23-miler still had me a bit fatigued. Once more, I hit the gym, and I hit it well, but the pool went unused.
Saturday, I shuffled 2.18 miles. At the gym, I did light squats and heavy deadlifts. I hit a Big ASS world record of 300 pounds on the trap bar deadlift. Yeah, I am bad like that. In addition, I pulled for 2:00 on the skierg.
For the week, I
swam 1,051 meters (horrid!!!),
skierrged 3:40,
echobiked 4:26,
lifted weights six times, and
ran 24.23 miles
Yeah, that is a mixed bag. I can't explain how I let the week slip by with only one short swim. I guess I was a bit busy and a bit fatigued. At least I got in some good lifting and a decent week of running. I also found a good use for the echo bike: it makes the skierg seem not nearly so bad. That is progress. Thank you, Jesus.
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