SWIM: ZERO
BIKE: about 22 miles in 1:10, gearing pyramids
While I'd like to blame our new electric blanket, I can't and all blame falls on me. I could have swum (swam?) but didn't. I don't really remember hitting the alarm to quiet it but I did. I got up too late to make it to Monday Master's but I did get the bike ride in.
And with every intention of hitting a pool later in the day, I headed to work.
Upon leaving work, my will to swim dissipated as I walked to the truck. Step by step, it just wilted. Excuses popped up. Good ones too, as they convinced me that I don't need to swim! First off, I was tired (and I was! It wasn't a good for the tummy weekend). There are many 530pm classes at pools. And it was cold. And my evening swims are most always a waste of time--the focus and desire just isnt there.
So I went home. Which was just as well because as I got out of the truck in the garage I saw my swim gear in a pile. Turns out I couldn't have swum (swam?) anyway!!!
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