Weekend of athletics
I had what one might call an active weekend.
Let me start with Friday night:
I was at the gym and saw some girl who was on her knees and lunged up and ended up on her feet. I was amazed. How could a human being do such a thing. In my eyes this was Cirqu du Soleil kind of shit.
Turns out I can do it.
Even better……a friend of mine was there to see my feat of strength.
Saturday I think that I walked 472 miles. Now, part of all that walking could have been that I went to 6 different bars in Brooklyn and that may be considered a “mini- bar crawl”
Today I ran 11 miles. I feel great. The run sucked, but I am glad I got through it.
What started as a wild card of a weekend ended up working out.
Sidenote: I hate not eating meat. There is a good chance this whole thing will end soon.