Running: 40 minutes
Am so proud of myself.
On friday night I worked until 3 am (lame lame lame). Then I got up at 6:30 to take the train to New York. I was exhausted. It was cold. I was in another city. AND I STILL WENT RUNNING!!!
Hot damn.
40 minutes up the West Side Highway (gorgeous) and then an urban trot back through the city to Soho. It was glorious - and I really owe Ms. JJ (who will comprehensively kick my ass in the Irongirl with 1/3 less training then I will do - these are just the facts I have to live with), who threw a very nice girl out of bed in order to go running with me :)
Sunday was not so good. Back on the transitions and balance idea - sometimes you just have to play. So I played on Saturday until five in the morning and crawled home yesterday to drink water and hide under a pillow. This weekend we go back into detox - home lunches, fruits and vegetables, 8.5 hours of sleep and a pledge to get into the pool at least twice.
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