I felt like I accomplished something this morning. I knocked out a decent strength workout, followed by a relaxed dreadmill run. Then I was delayed getting to work, as I had to visit my dentist for my one-week post-yank of my teeth.
In the evening, I was able to fit in a very cold swim and a short bike ride. I feel like an over-achiever.
On a separate note, I’ve been using the abundance of free time in my car each morning and evening to work on a book. I’ll share the first sentence of Chapter 1:
As I bent down to double-knot my running shoe on that cold November morning, a thought rifled through my head that couldn’t be ignored: “well this is it….this is the day my life ends…..and not a moment too soon.”
I know – it’s dark. But the message won’t be. That’s just the first sentence, not the overall tone of the work.