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All I could think of last night during my first (indoor) track session of the year and then swim #2 of the day was:

You can do this. Just hang in there and get'er done. All that's on the plan for tomorrow is a recovery spin and a swim in the evening. You can do it!

And I did. I was able to maneuver my way around all the college kids flirting in surf trunks and bikinis. Not sure why they would choose a freezing pool for their social hot-spot on a Tuesday night but I was thankful for just about anybody that would keep me honest during my mid-night (9 p.m.) swim!

Upon getting home to sleeping kids and a husband flinging sweat from the trainer, I was simultaneously stuffing my face with food and reporting to Coach M on TrainingPeaks. Wanting to double-check on the length for my recovery spin, I clicked on Wednesday and -

Surprise! 

The recovery ride had vanished and in its place I found a 9 mile tempo run! 

Gulp!

The end.

Not really. But I started this post 3 days ago and have not been able to summon enough energy to finish it. By now - who cares what happened on Wednesday? I sure don't. I can only vaguely remember that tempo run anyway. Seems like ages ago. But I do remember that I was going to tell you that Julia Roberts saved my run. I love that girl and, although I have no idea what the movie was called or even what it was about, she made it so much easier for me to hang onto that treadmill which was going way too fast for my tired legs. I kinda wanted to jog an extra little bit just so I could see the end...

Not sure why I thought this post was going to be interesting or worth sharing, so I am just going to end it here and hope I can reanimate enough brain cells to write a decent St. George Halfmarathon race report tomorrow! It's been a long week...

The end. This time for real.  








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