I looked at my training schedule and noticed I had done all the hard bits already. Today was a 30 minute recovery run, which I thoroughly enjoyed with Odie, who was on leash and so had to keep up and occasionally got dragged when what he wanted to do was mark yet another spot. I extended the run out by four minutes by doubling back part of the run to be sure I didn't arrive back at my front door with time still owed on the session. I don't particularly like running back and forth in front of the house.
I "borrowed back" my iPod from my older son and ran with a coaching track by Asafa Powell. Reggae. Fun. Reminded me how much I enjoy having some music with me. Since he lost his machine, my son has been using mine. Making it slightly unavailable when I want it. But I like to share.
I ditched Odie at home, put some music on for him, hoping to convince him not to howl while I went to the gym and then picked up my younger son at school. I'm not sure it worked.
I enjoyed a 75 minute thrashing and a delicious visit to the sauna afterwards. Now I'm feeling the gravitational pull of the couch and wondering whether I'll rally for swim practice tonight. I'm the Parent-in-Charge tonight, so it may be that those duties require my presence on the couch.