Oh, man ... I'm exhausted today. Up later than I expected with the young one, off to pick up my kids in Toronto then a drive to Guelph. I guess I was expected to be happy and fun loving, but I just didn't have it in me today.
I'll put this out there: I've never really liked Christmas. Trying hard not to crap all over my children's holidays, but I swear this season gets worse every year.
Anyway, we're home and my diet for the day wasn't terrible:
Breakfast: tuna and salad wraps, coffee to drink
Lunch: meat sandwich ...just not sure what meat it was. Looked chicken or turkey ish. A handful of meatballs
Dinner peas, corn, meatballs, slice of ham, small bun and a salad. One serving, although I had to fend off several relatives who wanted me to burst my diet. Coffee and water to drink. It was a dry party, man. No alcohol was easy to do here.
I got home, got the stuff out of the vehicle, got my kids to bed and then went for a run. I called it a "woodshedding" run - was trying to work on form and learned something about a drive from the toe at mid stride. It added a lot to the speed (or so the Nike+sensor said) and even reduced the stress demand. I could go faster and demand less air. Was a good run - 5.5 km in 27 minutes. Not bad. Not great, but not bad.
Tomorrow, I try for a longer distance using the same sort of leg push. See what happens. Although, I might try to get to FACT tomorrow, too.
Wow, did I ever swear a lot when foam rolling tonight. That stuff really ... um ... firetrucking hurts, man. Shut the front door. Fo' real.