A Breather

After the madness of the 5k, I was so happy to scale back a week.  When I went into last week, I was ready to take it easy, and I told myself from the start to go slowly, and enjoy an easy week of workouts.

Instead, I decided to take more time with these guys, in this place.

In the epic battle between girl versus sleep, sleep won.  And I was surprisingly at peace with that decision.  We've been on the go a lot.  School for me was done for a couple of weeks, the 5k was done... my body was hurting.  So even though I trudged through my Monday and Tuesday workouts, I took Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Sunday off. 

Sometimes it's easy to get caught up in the philosophy of consistency.  It's easy to convince yourself it's most important to just show up.  But I reached a point where I could no longer simply show up.  Where I just needed a few moments of pause.

So I paused.  I enjoyed letting my muscles heal.  I enjoyed staying up a little later, and sleeping in past 5:30.  I enjoyed a few extra snuggles.

And this week, I am so happy to be back in my routine, and pushing towards my next goal:  A 34 mile bike ride on June 3.  Guess what?  It's been a long time since I was on my bike. 

I see sore butts a plenty in my near future.