"What do you mean you don't have time?"

In talking with a friend yesterday, I mentioned being disappointed that I was unable to find time this weekend to cut my hair.  She was surprised.  "You weren't at work, so what's the excuse?"  This was my response.

Saturday
I was up at 5:40am.  Having cancelled my coaching session, I went out for a 4 mile run.  After getting home, I made breakfast, packed my bags and was off to the gym.  I did yoga at 8:30am and then swam 4000 yards (roughly 2.5 miles).  When I got home, I made lunch, laid down for a nap, and then realized it was later than I had expected.  Instead of an hour nap, I took a fifteen minute cat nap, got back up, made a second lunch, and rushed off to the local library where I spent two hours dressed as Spiderman for Free Comic Book Day.  When we finished, I called up a friend and we headed to a lake for our first OWS (open water swim).  By the time I got home, it was 7:30.  I showered, ate, and was in bed by 9pm.

Sunday
I was up by 6am and at coaching by 7am.  We finished at 9:15am and I headed home to pack my car with my cycling gear.  I went to brunch with a group I coached this past winter and worked out some details for coaching the group again this summer, fall, AND winter.  From brunch, I headed straight to the Rev3 Quassy bike course where I rode two laps of the middle 31 miles.  I got home around 6:30pm, showered, made dinner, and sat down with my laptop.  I entered all the data from my ride in an attempt to help predict my race time, overviewed the training for a client of mine, wrote a workout for Monday morning, and was again in bed by 9pm.

So when I say "I'm so happy it's Monday," THAT'S why.  Weekends are non-stop for me.

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Questions
1.  Are you happy to get to Monday or do you dread it?

2.  What did you do this past weekend?


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