So, Sloan the Younger and I loaded up the car, said our goodbyes and commenced our return to Sloan manor. It was one of our easiest trips (thank you personal DVD player) and I only had one instance of having to stop on the side of the road and use the bathroom on the side of the road because my child was sleeping in the car. Public urination is always more pleasant than waking up a sleeping child.
At home, I had a quick visit with a friend sans my child while wearing fancy jeans. It was a small piece of heaven. I had a chocolate chip cookie and much conversation about aesthetics.
Post visit, I hopped over to the gym, as regular swim practice was cancelled today. I attempted my usual three mile tread mill run: two miles at 7:30 and a final mile at 6:30 or faster. Today, however, my body was not having it. I ran two miles at 7:30 and then dropped down to an 8 minute mile. Bleh. So I am all listening to my body or whatever, but, really, that was a hit to my ego. I slunk off the treadmill and got to the pool where I swam a mile by 400's: 400 swim, 400 kick, 400 pull, 400 IM.
At home, I am getting in bed as early as possible. No swim tomorrow!!
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