There are workout days like yesterday, where I swam, ran and practiced yoga practically back-to-back-to-back. Then there are workout days like today, where I enjoyed an easy yoga session at the end of a long day.
Even sweeter was Stephanie joining me at Black Dog Yoga tonight for class and sushi after. Since we've been engaged, our schedules have been so packed that we rarely spend quality "date" time together during the week. Tonight was a welcome exception. Except it makes it harder when you're trying to suppress a yoga fart in class! (Fortunately, I concealed my gas.)
And so begins my taper to Wildflower. Counting this evening's mellow pseudo-workout, I've got six days until the big race. Including the race itself I've got six hours of training this week. Six! That's at least half my normal training load. Since I'm healthy this time (unlikely the LA Marathon), I'm not sure what to do with myself. I'm almost giddy with the extra free time.
Tomorrow I've got the Fortius swim at 6 a.m., followed by a 45-minute spin on the trainer. I can handle that! Let's see if this taper thing works when I'm healthy.
212 days and counting.