Monday PM: I had a good run. Finally. Monday night I hit the park, which has dried slightly, and did 5 miles - 3 miles of it were miles for time with 15 bootcamp style Burpies at the end of each mile, then rest, then repeat. I was spent running back home. Burpies, or Daisy's as my wife prefers to call them are a good all around test of fitness.
Tuesday AM: - trainer, upper body workout. I told him I wanted to look like Brad Pitt in the movie Fight Club. "You're going to need to start putting in some more time", he said. I was so sore at the end of the workout I couldn't put my arms above my head with 8lb weights. Loved it.
Tuesday PM: it was warm enough to ride and I went for it - even though the skies looked a little rainy. Sure enough at mile 10 it started to rain. It was grey out, about 5:45pm, I'd forgotten to put my little blinking light on the back of my bike. I was wearing all black, starting to feel stupid. I turned and headed for home, and lived to write about it.
Wed AM: Trainer. Leg workout. We did this really fun thing called wide-leg squat jumps, then narrow-leg jumps, then lunges, then jumped up and down on a big wooden box two feet in the air, and then did it all again a few times and threw some other stuff in and now I can barely walk to the fax machine. But really, how many faxes do you send these days?
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