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Post-Valentine's Day (Chocoholic Day) Workout

Step One: Get up when alarm goes off even though thick fog of Valentine's Day chocolate fondue hangover shouts "STAY IN BED".

Step Two: Gather things together for work in 4.5 minutes in order to arrive at practice on time (chocolate fondue plus red wine made outfit prep for this morning impossible last night).

Step Three: After arriving late regardless of speedy prep at home, do workout:

*1000 free (I missed the explanation and just swam the darn thing straight)

Add Paddles for:

*2 x 300 free on the 1:30 base
*6 x 100 free on the 1:25
*2 x 200 free on the 1:30 base
*6 x 100 free on the 1:20

*4 x 50 free on the 55, 50, 45, 40. repeat twice.

*1 x 400 free with every fourth length backstroke.

~4000 yards

Step Four: Pat self on back for getting chocolate logged butt to workout.

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