Limping Marathon Runner

While attending a course, the scene outside the window looked like photography material. Where's my camera?! .... I'll bring on Monday.

Right after the course, I tried to rush back home and yet I was still late. I decided to do my own laps instead. I tried to tell myself over and over again during my swim that I should focus just on my strokes. I did. Strokes, strokes, strokes and nothing else. 20 laps in 44mins and I could not be happier. Not a very good timing. But, good enough to make me happy. I wanted to stack it up to 3.8km. The climb course ahead of me tomorrow made me think twice. I chose to slack.