Sunday was a recovery day. I still did some stretching a rolling, just a lot more of it. I hung out with my kids and wanted to get a run in, but I kept on having to be a dad.
Monday was my "Go eat food day" twice. That was not a lot of fun and required me to wear my fat pants.
But I'm glad to say that I got home and everyone that I'm related to got home, too. I just got a lot more birthday cake than I wanted to bring home.