It’s 10:56pm, and I just went upstairs to the gym in my building to do an easy 2 miles, per my training schedule. Well, it seems that all the cool kids work out late-night, because every single machine—ellipticals, bicycles and treadmills— was taken.
Revised plan: 2 miles tomorrow morning (with Bailey), a second workout on Thursday in addition to working out with Joel, and doing Thursday’s run on Friday.
Regular half-marathon training schedule to resume either Sunday or Monday, when I have 6 miles on deck.
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