OK, I realize this is pretty similar to my last post.... but it's Friday night at the training center. Needless to say, we are not heading to happy hours. In fact, I had no idea it was Friday until a few hours ago. Time really loses any sense of meaning here - days of the week mean nothing. I was pretty sure it was a weekday by the television that was on in the middle of the day, but it was kind of scary when I realized I couldn't tell what day of the week it actually was - because I had no reference point. It's kind of like the time I was rowing on a lake at the tail end of a long European racing and training trip, and realized I couldn't remember what country I was in. Things just blend together into a string of practices...
Other random training observations - somehow our weightlifting sessions don't count as practices. So we have two practices a day here, plus weights. I would have thought that was three practices a day - but you say tomato, I say tomoto...
225 days til the finals in Beijing.
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