Today is the beginning of what Swede referred to as the 80% death march. As stated in the previous blog I feel like reheated refried dog shit.
Today's menu had three singles with 640. I swear the first single I took felt like 800, and that didn't do anything good for my mindstate. Luckily for me, I'm as stubborn as I am ugly and I fought back. I finished with a semi decent single on my third attempt. Accessory work was very light this close to the meet its all about recovery.
