Some people look forward to taper. Others, like myself, dread it. For a type A personality like me, to go from a very structured, wake-to-the-alarm-drink-coffee-look-at-the-schedule-to-see-what-your-workout-is-going-to-be-today-and-get-out-and-do-it period of months, to all of a sudden open the schedule to find "Rest"... and to see that word planted in the schedule more than once in the course of the week...well, that's just plain torture.
5:30 AM. Out of bed. Coffee maker on. Drink first cup of coffee. Check email. Reply to email. Drink another cup of coffee. Hmm... now it's 6:15. What to do. See what I mean? Hell. I cannot sit still long enough to watch a movie. I am good for about 20 minutes, when I notice that the plant across the room looks a little droopy and needs water. So I get up and water it. On the way back from putting the watering thingy away, notice that I have a new message. Sit down for a second to read the email. It's a message telling me that someone replied to a post on facebook. Open facebook, read the post. Then scroll through to see what everyone else is posting. Back to email. Link to website... etc etc. You get the gist. Movie? What movie? That is my life in a nutshell. Can't sit still. How in the world am I expected to go from a 14 or 15 hour week to a 5 or 6 hour week?
This is only halfway through day 1 of taper. Tomorrow I get to swim. As much as I do not look forward to swimming, I cannot wait to swim tomorrow. And Wednesday, oh Wednesday. I get to ride my bike for an hour fifteen, and run a couple miles off the bike. Wednesday cannot come too quickly.
Hurry up Pumpkinman. You've got an impatient type A athlete waiting for you.
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