Back in the swing of things. Kinda.

Training - 1 pilates class. Result: sore.

Training - leg strengthening exercises. Result: sore and stiff.

Training - 2 runs. Result: sore and out of breath.

Training - 2 swims. Result: sore and distinct feeling of un-fitness (not even a word for it!)

This isn't easy.  I never expected it to be. I knew it would be hard work to get back
into shape. Race-ready shape (whatever that means). But my body is sore.

I knew it would would be sore. But it is almost the fear of stepping out of bed each morning and worrying about, not how sore will you be, but more how much of you is sore.

My swimming wasn't pretty; my cycling non-existent and my running...well I managed to keep running.  So that's something at least.

But it is a week when I managed to get more done than almost in total the previous month.  So at least that's something. I didn't try to kill myself.  And I'm back into the swing of things.  Kinda.

Now to string a few good weeks together...