What the heck. Yesterday my body woke up at 3:30am. It was probably more my head but when I came down the stairs Scout looked at me like I was crazy. So what does any sleep deprived triathlete do in a case like this? I road my bike and then went running. I got done an hour earlier than I would have normally. This allowed me to take Marco to the bus stop. I call that a great trade off.
It's a good life....
Dave
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