I give myself some space to relax and, really, sort of fall apart or let go.
One week.
One week of eating mostly what I want, having drinks, little exercise. Just enough to relax and just start to feel bad enough that you want to get it back together.
So today is the end. Tomorrow is back to the old me. Maybe not quite as dedicated as when in the middle of a training block, but back on a track.
*there’s another day dawning
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