We WERE going to go swimming.

Stacey and I talked about doing another tune-up swim yesterday before our race this weekend. She thought better of it when she noticed five helicopters flying over her neighborhood like locusts. 'Something’s up,' she thought.

Turns out, there was a wayward 6-foot blue shark close to where we swim. Maybe Tuesday wasn’t the best time to do an open water swim, even in a place that’s normally pretty protected. Despite a super easy track workout in the a.m., I felt like I’d been shot with a tranquilizer dart by yesterday afternoon anyway. I was more than happy to postpone this workout. We’ll try again today.

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