Nope, no injuries, and thank goodness for that, but my training is still suffering a setback this week. My cousin died on Sunday and even though his passing was neither sudden nor unexpected, it’s hard to handle. Losing a loved one sucks.
Yesterday was supposed to be a long (for me) swim, but that didn’t happen. I could barely get off the couch, much less into the pool. Likewise on today’s planned brick.
I did manage to swim 800 meters today and tried to really focus on my body position in the water (rather than letting my mind wander and devolving into tears). I took a full minute off my previous best 800 time, but it required every ounce of concentration I had and left me wiped out.
The rest of my training week is up in the air, as I’ll be travelling this weekend for the service. I’m hoping to get in my scheduled long run before I leave. We’ll see.
On the one hand, I know that I need to run and ride my bike to clear my head and maybe even work through some of this grief. On the other hand…right now I just can’t get my butt out the door.
Do you continue to exercise through sad times?