I’m normally very disciplined when it comes to keeping up my training regardless of my travel schedule. But the last week and a half have been a shit show: LAX- MSP-SFO-SEA-MSP and now NYC. Early departures, late night arrivals, and trying to keep the grass cut when I get home have hammered my weekly mileage.
This week I’m not accepting any excuses - after last night’s debate I persevered through 6 miles in the Empire Hotel gym. The gym is in the basement and smells like an old sock. The wallpaper almost gave me a seizure and all three treadmills were in various stages of disrepair. The silver lining is that the crappy gym motivated me to skip tonight’s post-symposium happy hour and run Central Park instead. Home tomorrow!