The shame. I forgot to blog about it.

None of my brilliant but astute readers caught that I didn't blog about last Friday. No doubt you were all assuming I was being a total slug, and didn't want to embarrass me, but it's not true! I did sleep in, so I didn't get my swim done. However, I did run in the afternoon for an hour. It wasn't a really good run, though, I was feeling heavy and slow. But I was out there, doing my thing. So I'll go revise my weekly totals, and put a note there.

Today's swim was good. I swam for 45 minutes, with only the shortest breaks between swimming and drills. Basically warmed up, did some drill, did some swim, more drill, more swim, drill, cool down. There were some sprint intervals in the swim bits. Polite lane sharing today. Did some core work in the dive tank. Total 1 hour.

Today was a beautiful day out, warm and sunny. Warm means about 15 or 16 C. Gusty winds just about knocked over a geezer on his bike that almost didn't pass me. Seriously, I picked up the pace a little on level ground and kept up with him for a bit. Did a bit of warm up run, fiddling with my heart rate monitor. My breathing and the heart numbers, and how I felt was all out of whack. Finally started my watch, ran easy for 14 min, gradually building my pace, then picked it up to the top of zone 3 and kept it there for about 8 minutes. That got me to South Glenmore park, where I turned around, and jogged back mid zone 2, mostly, with a few strides. My legs felt a bit heavy today, but I'm not sure why. A tough ride yesterday couldn't have anything to do with it, could it?

I've been trying to stick close to my schedule these days, especially with the running, as we get closer to the Police Half marathon on Sunday. This will be the first time I've ever done a running race in my life. Ever. No really. So I have no idea what to expect at the start line with several thousand new friends. My goals: try to run it all except the aid stations, not puke on the hill coming out of the Weaselhead, and finish without collapsing in a heap because that would alarm my wife. She will have the camera, but isn't what you'd call a technically oriented person. We never did figure out how she once got a photo of her armpit. So, I'll post photos if I can, but no promises.