It is 7pm on a Tuesday evening, and I am ready to hit the sack. On the down side, I feel like I am 65 years old. On the up side, I had the best morning! It was an early morning, but there was something awesome about the light dusting of snow and mine being the only set of footprints. These are the things that I get a lift out of these days. It was a chilly 22 degrees when I left the house, and, like a wuss, I broke out the hand warmers for inside my gloves. I have not been able to warm up since my run on Saturday, and so I allowed myself the luxury. I ran a lovely 7 miles and saw a total of 4 cars. It was like a dream!
I then drove to the YMCA, and took a little swim. I was able to swim 150 yards consecutively, and the only that kept me from going longer was a cramp in my left hand. I am encouraged by the fact that I am able to see improvements in my endurance after only 10 days of swimming.
If I could have then gone back to bed and skipped work, it would have been a perfect day.
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