Today is a confirmed day of rest. Not just because it's supposed to be, but because sister is wrecked. Mushy. Pulp. I haven't felt this over-cooked since the early days of my training... and you know what? It feels strangely good. It makes me realize I can, and should, push a little bit harder than I have been. I need to incorporate cross training back into my week. Not that running has become easy in any way, but the rest of me could use an equal challenge.
Falling into bed last night was amazing. Empty brain. Too tired to worry about all the people I meant to call, or things I'd planned to do. Head on pillow and out.
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