Monday I swam 1,500 yards and then went to Plate City. I did not run on the treadmill, but instead I did a little gentle walking between sets of my push workout.
By Tuesday, I felt up to rising early and swimming 1,150 yards before work. Then at the gym I shuffled a little between sets of my pull workout. I totalled 2.01 miles of running.
I swam in the afternoon, Wednesday, for 2,475 yards. Then at the gym, I was tired and uninspired and only shuffled 1.21 miles before going in for the night.
Thursday, however, was the fulcrum of the week. I decided that it was time to get out on the road and run. That's what I did. During the run, my legs seemed to awaken. Not that they felt good, but they felt better, much better. I went 4.24 miles, but by then it was late so I went inside for the night and Plate City remained unoccupied.
I hit both pool and road for longish stuff Friday. In the pool, I went 4,700 yards straight. On the road, I went 5.32 miles. Once more, however, the gym got squeezed out.
I met Tyler at the pool Saturday morning. We swam 2,250 yards for some quality training. Later in the day, I went out for a run with the idea of completing my requisite twenty miles for the week. I ran 7.36. A strange thing happened while I was out there. I felt good and my pace started quickening after four miles. Usually it goes into slow decline. I kept running faster and faster (more accurately, less slow and less slow) and finished strong feeling really good for the first time in forevever it seems. Maybe I am recovered.
At the gym, I had to do everything, and I did legs for the first time since the marathon and push and pull. So it was a solid day completing a fairly solid week.
For the week, I
ran 20.14 miles,
skiergged 2:03
echobiked :30
lifted weights three times, and
swam 13,093 meters
That ain't bad right there, I don't care who you are. My legs came back, and my swimming was good getting both quantity and quality. Thank you, Jesus. Now to do it again.
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