Recovery jogging today. Lifted first because the gym was going to close. I took my ab coach's advice on blasting my pecs with free weights rather than the bench.
After running I was walking back to campus proper where I had left my bike, and saw a skunk waddling down the walkway in front of me. I have no idea why skunks are so horribly ungainly walkers. Maybe it's because they never have to run away, ever. It was repeatedly testing whether or not it could fit under the fence to the tennis court, and eventually it succeeded. But the point is I felt badass for being brave enough to trail a skunk (from a respectful distance) rather than turn the other way. Skunks are not the boss of me.
Tuesday February 19 (recovery)
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