What a weird start to the week! After driving back from Newcastle on Monday, I was feeling great – until I tried to do my usual routine. I got fully prepped for my swim, drove to the pool, and found… a dark, deserted building. Then I drove to Tesco for groceries. Closed.
Mental note: Always remember UK Bank Holidays. 😅
Ending up back home early, and settling in to watch a movie, triggered my old movie-watching snack habits, and I wound up breaking my 36-hour fast early at the 24-hour mark (pork crackling and cream cheese to keep it keto). I’m not beating myself up though – redundancy anxiety is real and ongoing, and sometimes you just have to adapt.
The Tuesday Comeback
I carried my missed Monday swim over to Tuesday lunchtime, and wow, what a session. I felt so good during my first 500m that I pushed it to a 750m set (half a mile non-stop!). My shoulder warned me not to go too crazy on the second set, so I did a 500m, rested and stretched my shoulders out, and then finished with a final 250m.
Total distance: 1.5km – the Swimmer’s Mile! 🥳
That’s a great comeback from a ditzy Monday brain-fart to a personal Tuesday milestone – emphasis on the mile, obviously! 😆.
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