Whoah, were'd the day go?

I have been running around like a lunatic today trying to get things at work caught up by the end of the month. It looks like I have finally got a handle on things and can get out now for a 7-8 mile run.

I placed a phone call to my old swim coach who now trains across town and asked if I could get a tune up lesson from him since I will be down the street at one of my clubs tomorrow. I figured its been a few months and my drill form has probably detoriorated. He would also be able to give me some new feedback since I think my swimming has improved a lot in the last two months.

Recovery weeks are nice. It comes with good timing since I will be up late at an employee's wedding reception Saturday night. I can almost guarantee a couple of glasses of wine and a cigar. Which is fine since on Sunday I am photographing the triathlon that some guys from the group are doing. I'll look at it as an active-hangover and a blessing over the normal 60 mile bike ride, 60 minute run I would be doing that day.