Day 17 - March 26

A snow day in Aigle, what a surprise for late March. If there were ever a day to stay in bed sipping hot cocoa, today would've been perfect.

But there was work to be done.

I made the frosty commute to the center in the morning for activation drills, followed by lunch, and one of the toughest track sessions yet.

Four rounds of an all-out thirty-second effort.

I'm still reflecting on the session into this evening.

My 100% didn’t look like what I expected, so I'm questioning whether I really gave it my all, or whether this is simply what my 100% looks like under this training load.

There's a difference between not knowing and knowing you held back.

How honest are you with yourself about the difference between a hard day and a bad effort?