PUT A FORK IN ME
yesterday was spent lugging equipment up and down stairs (which was just wonderful for the shoulder injury), so i didn't feel so bad about missing my golf swim or the 7 mile endurance run. not that i'm ok with missing any training, but after the physical day i had with work, it more than made up for it. it's TIT FOR TAT TRAINING i suppose. i feel worse if i miss a bike day, since that's the weakest of my 3 events. luckily, today's call time wasn't until 10:30 this morning. PERFECT!! i could get up at 5:45, hop on the trainer and ride for 2 hours, then go help with picking up props and be to the studio in plenty of time. all i had to do tonight was my weights session on my way home, so i had my gym bag packed and ready in the back of my ride. yeah, that all sounds like a solid plan 'til you realize that a 10:30am call time means an 8:30pm wrap out if you're lucky. and we weren't lucky. the talent was only 16 years old, so the on-set tutor kept imposing these half hour study breaks to make our day even longer. standing all day in my socks on a concrete soundstage didn't help my calves either. so i bagged the weights session, and now i'm home trying to get a little relief stretch in, then get to bed and get 8 hours before i head out for my 65 mile bike/ 10 mile run brick that's on the schedule for tomorrow. i'd gladly just switch out the brick to sunday and get my long swim done tomorrow instead, but i've got to catch a plane sunday for a week of shooting in S.F. it's gonna be like this pretty much through to the middle of March, so no time to feel sorry for myself. as Greyhound would put it, it's time to HTFU and GET IT DONE!!!