Last night's workout was supposed to be a 30 min swim/ 30 min bike/ 30 min run, but I was too lazy to drive to the pool AND I had ANTM DVR'd... so who better than Tyra to motivate me to be a FIERCE biker? The run felt pretty good, especially toward the end (which is a long uphill!). I feel like I'm ready to tackle Savageman, as ugly, slow, and painful as my finish may (will) be.
Aside from a bigger butt and legs that can no longer fit into some of my pencil skirts, another wonderful side effect of HIM training is the constant exhaustion. I set my alarm for 6:30 this morning and swear I did not hear it. J woke me up, "Trish, it's 7:55, don't you have court this morning?" Yes, I do, at 8:30. I was showered and out of the door at 8:10, and to the courthouse by 8:39. Things worked out (thank goodness for late defendants ;)) but my god if I could get 10 hours of sleep a night I would be a very happy girl.
I need to get in some pool time ... probably a short 1500m after work tonight.