Sometimes you need a day off. A day when you don't get upset that you didn't fit a workout in and that is okay, a day for recovery, a day to eat Indian, mmm, a day for some music therapy, a day for the little voice to have a loud voice.
At least the Indian place is called Curry in Hurry so my food was fast even if on Monday I was not. And does swaying my body to music at a crowded venue where I was shoulder-checked every two seconds count as open water training as happened to me last night? It does in my book. I told myself that if I went out I still had to get up early and run as I'd planned so that is what I did. This morning waking from what seemed like a two second nap, I went on a rather lovely run around my 'hood for about 4 miles, proving to myself it can be all fun and games, well at least for now.
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