Not more than two weeks ago the local 24Hour Fitness gladly received my financial contribution under the "physical anguish" category, and since then my wife and I have exploring all its menacle devices similar to the tortuous misery devices used by the ancient of old. It wasnt that we were unaware of the dangers that lurked within its walls, but it was our attempt at becoming familiar with the offerings of bodily sufferings it has to offer.
In previous months extending back nearly two years now, while I have had my running, Deb has been attending her Crossfit (thank you Silver State) and we have both enjoyed the results only seperately. However, upon joining the gym I have felt the sudden urge to join her in the notorious Spin Classes offered both early mornings and early evenings. It has given us a chance to share in the suffering together. Thus it has been my pleasure to add to my current level of running the new motions of cycling. the end result: four classes this week, on top of the 38 miles completed in the last 7 days of running.
I have a break today, the machines within the torture chamber have taken the day off and I am relaxed in my cell attempting some sort of recovery day. Tomorrow a new day dawns as we depart for what is so eloquently known as Death Valley. How appropriate it is that I should finish my week with a full marathon in such an illustrious location.
I shall not be wary of the pending doom, for it is in this same location my ultimate infliction shall be received in the race known as Badwater. But that not for another year or more. For now, I will not flater and I will not fail though the mighty have laid to rest their tools of destruction for one day.
Interpretation: I ran a lot this week. Did some spin classes too. Now I have a full marathon in Death Valley tomorrow. Today I get to rest.
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