March - let's call it what it was (courtesy of The Simpsons) - a very lousy Smarch.
Swimming: 2000m (1.24 mi)
Cycling: 20.11 mi
Running: 21.08 mi
Lifting: four sessions (1:49)
Other: six sessions hockey (6:19), two days skiing (3:24), 14 walks (6:35)
You know it's bad when I have FOURTEEN FUCKING WALKS logged. When that's all I manage to do for like half the fucking month.
The first week? Was fine. I had my planned trip ... and around there everything went to shit. Why? I am still trying to figure it out. Am I still broken from the world waffling? Is it some sort of weird burnout? I wish I knew.
But. I did manage that duathlon that went ... okay. And I officially signed up for the St. George Marathon, so there's that.
And I've really loved getting back into hockey (even though my season's basically over so that'll drop off some). Thankfully I'm only planning on short and local if I do tris ... but if anything, that running needs to get WAY better.
