My plan this week as I documented was to run 12/17/12/20 (those are miles people) on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday and Saturday. Monday was fine was Wednesday morning and afternoon. The mornings I was running ten and then having a quick two mile jaunt around lunchtime. Wednesday evening we were supposed to once again have our Deep Water Running class. The previous week, as I said, the pool was closed and we had been trying since then to reach the instructor just to find out if we were having class this week. We had no luck reaching her until of course yesterday late morning. So we rearranged our days in our head and I prepared to head into the city. Michelle told me her swim bag was in the hallway and asked me to bring it. "No problem," I said.
I finished up work and headed out the door. The Palisades was clear and so was the GWB and also the West Side Highway. I headed to the parking garage and parked. I'm a regular now so the guys know me. I grabbed my bag and headed down 50th street. Doh!!!!!! I forgot Michelle's bag. No bag, no class.
So I ran six miles today. Stinky. This was going to be such a wonderful 12 mile day with Friday to rest. Oh well, you gotta do what you gotta do.
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