It's not often I don't revolve my entire weekend around training and even more unlike me that I would skip out on a race. But today I did, and don't regret it at all.
After yesterday's ride I was spent. It was 62 miles of crazy wind and heat, of which I pretty much rode the entire thing by myself as there were only a few people who chose the long option. While I was tempted to spend the rest of the day on the couch, we had other plans and I wasn't going to be lame and skip out. First was a going away party for a friend, then we were meeting friends downtown to watch the bike races, which turned into running into more friends and hanging out at the roof top bar watching cycling way later than I had planned.
I realized on the way home making this morning's race probably wasn't going to happen. And, I was fine with it. Spending time with friends and supporting the community event was much more important than sitting at home and going to bed at 9 pm to prep for a 5k race.
When I finally did arise this morning, I thought about getting out for a workout. Heaven forbid I go a Sunday without exercise. But, it's now 10 am, I'm still in my PJ's and my stomach is calling by breakfast tacos, so it looks like it might be a rest day after all. It's okay to miss a workout.
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