I was in the office from 730AM to 9PM. I got my morning run in, like I reported yesterday. And I snuck away from the office at 4 to get my cycling in. But I was back at my desk at 545 and stuck here for the rest of the night.
I got home at 945 and I was famished, so I made a single serving of tuna with a slice of cheese and some orange juice. Actually, a lot of orange juice. I think I'm kind of addicted.
I had sent my boss an email last night saying that because I was there for nearly 14 hours yesterday, I would be coming in a little late today. So instead of getting here at 730 like I normally do after a workout, I rolled in at 815. I know, such a rebel, sleeping late and whatnot.
But I am a rebel, because I'm taking today as an unofficial rest day. It's not bad, because it was a one workout day, not a double. I had a short swim this morning. But tonight is Lost, and I've got another deep tissue massage scheduled for this evening, so I think Wednesdays are going to be an added, unscheduled rest day. As long as I don't have a serious workout planned. My plan calls for six days of working out a week, and I know that if I do that, combined with working 10 or 12 hour days, I am going to burn out, and I can't have that.
So Wednesdays are going to be my mid-week, Lost, massage, pizza days. And maybe a beer during Lost, if I don't do the massage. I'm pushing my body to the brink five days a week - I don't think one day of pleasure is going to kill me. In fact, I think it will do the exact opposite.
Tomorrow morning I've got a long 60 minute run, then work all day. Then I'm meeting up with my dad after work to get some stuff from him (he's working in the city again! Yay!), and afterwards I've got a Ski Bums happy hour that I'm going to. Kevin's got some books for me to read, and it's always nice to see the boys from the Argentina trip for a little while. So I'm definitely looking forward to tomorrow, provided I can get up early enough to get a solid hours run in.
Yesterdays bike session was an easy spin - I kept my cadence up around 100, my speed averaging at 16.5 mph, and my heartratoe at a nice, fat-burning 65% for the entire time, which was my main goal. All in all, a successful workout. In 40 minutes I went a little over 10 miles, and wasn't out of breath at all.