I've been a lazy bum this week. On Thursday, I was supposed to run 3 miles and on Friday, I was supposed to do cross training. Today, I had an optional 3 miler. Out of extreme guilt, I made up all the workouts I missed by jamming everything into a single day. I'm not sure exactly what was prompting my guilt. I'm not sure if I felt like I was cheating myself or if I felt like I was not being a good team player or if I felt the running gods were frowning down on me. In any case, feeling guilty stinks and I'm ultimately happy I jammed everything into a single day. I'm pretty pooped though. I started with a one hour tennis lesson and then I combined my missed 3 miler with today's 3 miler. The run today wasn't terrible, I hit my stride at about mile 2.5.
Next weekend, Joel and I are visiting Rachel in Sacramento. I don't think she's going to let us off the hook -- she's asked us to bring our tennis racquets and workout clothes!
