rest day

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 It might be Tuesday and be a designated rest day, but it's tough to tell my body that. I woke up at about 12:30am, but didn't fight it. I went and at a bowl of corn flakes, then went back and laid in bed with white noise that took me off to sleep. I woke from an unrememberable dream before the kids awoke. 

5 full consecutive hours of deep sleep gave my body what it needed to mentally and physically recover. It also reminded me how weird it is to live in a different time zone of sorts for the past 4 months. I have the sense it will take some readjustment once the marathon is over.

Really, I've been going pretty hard since way back around Christmas last year, 11 months ago. A full training cycle between then and April (with the fiasco incident). Then a shortish break in May and June before getting back into the slog mid-July.

With the marathon so close, it's tempting to think about what next scenarios even before I've taken my pace on the starting line. Train for a fast 10k or Half? Do some trail running stuff? Just stay in shape and run for the mental health of it? Take up some other hobby? 

One step in front of the other literally and figuratively at this point. Stay healthy. Stay strong.



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