'cuz I fell off in a big way yesterday. "I'll work until six and then go home and rest up" turned into "I'll have some drinks at Bambara and then head to Em's for dinner." Delicious, but bad bad bad in terms of race prep.
I got my shit back together this morning. The Wee One and I headed to the gym and did two rounds, not for time, of:
10 GHD sit ups
10 hip extensions
10 pull ups
10 bench press @ 95lbs
10 KB swings @ 53lbs
400m jog
Hip mobility drill
I felt great as I left the gym -- loose, rested -- and now I feel like I've been shot with a frickin' tranquilizer dart. Lately my office is my kryptonite.
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