Flow

It has been a month since I’ve checked in here and what a month it has been in Jamaica.  I have thrown myself into a training regime that proudly boasts producing world class athletes.  Background training is now at an extraordinary level I have never experienced before and everything hurts…and everything feels right.  I am currently doing two training sessions a day that are allowing for me to get in ample mileage, conditioning and weight training.  Lucky for me, I am surrounded by other athletes who are vibrant and charismatic by nature that help break the pattern of what could easily turn into hours and hours of monotony.

And that is the easy part.

Now comes a matter of battling my appetite to eat the right kinds of food and not indulging in the best ice cream in the world (…..at least not too much).  Then comes filling and refilling the bottles of H2O.  Plus there is the matter of freezing amounts of said H2O to ice the instep and arch that have been taking a pounding.  Plus, if done right there is no such thing as too much stretching.  But the hardest feat to conquer so far is going to bed at the right time.  It is so easy to just do this or just finish that; it is hard to finish the phone call 5 minutes earlier that is being received from over the seas; the irresistible song stuck on repeat only comes to an end when my eyelids can no longer fight the liveliness that still has not been released from my body for the day.

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