The Dream-Day 67 just got became The Injury-Day 1. Last week, I tweaked my quad stretching of all things. I was feeling pretty good, but last night it started to bark.
Still, I headed off at 5:15 this morning to swim in the bay with my bike in tow. The water was glass and I swam the furthest to date, 3,500 meters (2.17 mi). After consuming 3 of Dominque's awesome banana muffins I did something smart for a change and shut it down. I'm always telling people to listen to their bodies. I guess it's about time I listened to me.
I'll rest, ice it for a few days, and re-evaluate on Thursday. With the 1/2 IM 2 1/2 weeks away, I need to heal. Thinking of telling Roseann (see road rash post from 6/25/11) that I'm having sympathy pains.
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