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Still Hanging On

Last night I cut half of my big toenail off from the right side. I was playing touch football with the boys and finally had HAD it with one too many stomps on my flappable stump so I grabbed the toenail clipper and surgically removed the portions that were not attached to skin. This morning I still Scotch taped it down but there was much less resistance in the water, I could tell. Good. That update is over.

Today's workout:

*warm up: 2 x 250, 2 x 150 free

add pull gear for:

*50 easy, 100 moderate, 150 hard
*75 moderate, 150 hard, 225 hard
*100 hard, 200 hard, 300 hard

pull option (not for me!):

*4 x 200's: build by 50 (1st one with first 50 hard, 2nd with first 100 hard, and so on)

*4 x 100's: build by 25
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Haim said…
If you were a guy (and we are all glad you are not), you would know to use Duct tape for all of your "stick stuff together" needs ;)
March 25, 2008 at 6:54 PM
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