Overcooked, is how i woulds describe it. Too many appetizers and too much dessert.
Typically my sessions at The Temple involve me
A] Taking the Route 100 to the 69th St. terminal
B] Market St to 30th St
C] Walk the Schuylkill river banks to the Art Museum
D] Steps, out, invert travel course.
So, on Tuesday, i hit the steps. After 13 hours of travel on Monday [Minneapolis to Atlanta, ATL to NYC, a bus, and four trains later i was at home] i felt crusty. Ate a mad healthy dinner Monday, and then slept for 7 hours. Woke up Tuesday feeling very foggy. Sunday night we went to like 5 bars, and i again did not have a sip of alcohol, yet the crew was up late talking all night. Adam drove me to the airport at 0500 and the travel commenced. Tuesday was a compressed day, and against all my signals and ran on concrete to the museum and back from. Bad idea.
In training, steps tested well on Tuesday. However, yesterday [Wed] i was a wreck and could not shake the feeling that i was over trained, overcooked. I did too much before the steps and too much after. So yucky was i and i put yucky in my belly again yesterday.
But here is what is most important. Due to the signal sensitivity i have in my body now, i knew that training anything yesterday was out of the question, and i just woke up from 9 hours of sleep feeling awesome. So, mEA of activity to prep myself, and then, at NOON, when my 5 AM sessions are complete, Daddy begins to test. Also, i finished The Crossing. When that story was complete, last night, i actually held the book to my chest and had to take deep breaths in order not to weep loudly.
Note: Thank you to fF for drawing the Faulkner/McCarthy parallel, as i would have not done it myself, since everytime i read Faulkner from 2004-2005 i was drunk. Not kidding!
So, in the cue:
Grass fed beef
broccoli rabe
portobella
"Dune" by Frank Herbert if the library has it
"Under The Dome" by Stephen King if Dune is checked out
Handstands, Janda sit ups, snatches
I am getting an iPhone and now you can see me on Twitter @trainauthentic
Better,
Will
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