5, 6, 5, 6, 7, 8...
Despite my earlier excitement this week about having put myself back on track with a more formal training regiment, these past few days, not so much. I reckon I could have made time tonight or last night to hit the roads, but it just wasn't in me. It's been a busy few days with school work and school activities for my own children, so the thing that had to give got up and "gave."
Tomorrow is a scheduled "recovery day," followed by the possibility of a Saturday 10k, with a snowshoe half marathon on the docket for Sunday. I may take the opportunity tomorrow afternoon to run a few miles and see how it goes. I suspect that the extra day off will help with the Morton's toe and overall recovery... the only sure thing is that I'll be lacing up either snowshoes or trail shoes to rock out 12.3 miles Sunday.
Be honest, the Go! Team song above makes everything, even a slackeresque few days of training, just a little bit sweeter, doesn't it?
Break it down, yo!
Breathe in, breathe out… YOU AND I ARE ALIVE!
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