Last night after work I headed straight for the gym. This training thing really takes some dedication. I hopped on the treadmill for a 30 minute run, then met with Mark where we worked my core, did a bunch of squats and then he let me kick the crap out of him (I swear, I love that boy!). Immediately after that I hopped in the pool for a 20 minute swim and quickly realized why they put the swimming at the beginning of the tri. My body felt like lead and my arms were SO heavy, even though I hadn’t lifted any weights with them. But eventually, I settled into the breast stroke and realized with a lovely calming moment that all I have to do is finish this race, I don’t have to kick it’s ass or make any certain time frame. If I want to do the breast stroke for a while during this race, I’m gonna. Rather than focusing on how slow I was swimming, I just enjoyed being in the water, the feel of gliding through it, the sensation of it surrounding me, it was just lovely.

Then this morning I popped out of bed and put in my 45 minute run so that I can take care of some other appointments after work and just hang out with The Captain tonight. Again, I took a very slow pace but found myself able to run and run and run without stopping. When I did stop, my body felt really heavy and it felt better just to run again so that’s exactly what I did. It was a gorgeous morning and it’s so nice to know that my workout for the day is already behind me and I can just go about my business.

Tomorrow I put in a serious workout in the morning (a 30 minute swim followed by a 45 minute run) and then I hop the plane to NYC. I’m not sure if I will be blogging from there or not (I’m guessing not) but most of you have been pretty damn quiet lately so I’m guessing you won’t even miss me. Later!