Came away from the gym earlier this evening feeling mildly pleased with myself for posting decent numbers. Indeed, I realised that if I'd really pushed it for the last four minutes or so I would have equalled my previous best, and I had the sense that I could have pushed it harder than I did. Actually I had something else on my mind which acted as a minor distraction throughout.
But I could only feel mildly pleased given the fact that it's taken almost six months to get back to the level of fitness I'd achieved around the middle of the year. I suppose there's something to be said for standing still. A kind of wisdom to be engendered in holding one's ground and not needing to advance.
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