With my fight being a week away, everything gets weighed in now, including my preworkout drink and event the lump of wet, gym nasty clothes I wore during training.
Training with Coach Marcelo. Some days I honestly think he's trying to kill me,... like today.
Running in the evening.
I checked out a new path I was told about. I didn't know if there were lights there, well, that and I also was running out of laundry so I got stuck wearing training gear I don't usually wear... so voila. I looked like a human pylon.
The Greenway, a 1.6km running route that is basically just a straight away.
...with the most ghetto end. Is this even the end though?! I don't know. I didn't care to go any further beyond that broken fence so I was stuck doing laps on this straight, blah path.
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