Today is a rest day. Good thing - I'm friggin' exhausted. Legs sore, triceps sore (mountain biking, I guess) and I'm so, so weary. My training stress balance is about -30 which is going to take two rest days to clear up, work was brutal today and it's going to get worse tomorrow, and I'm tired to the point where I could frickin' binge eat, or binge drink or go on a work binge. Basically, the wheels are falling off. There's only one thing to do when I'm this desperately whipped - it's 8:55 and I'm about to hit the sack and get 9 hours sleep. I go for weeks at a time on 6 hours a night, one night of 9 should fix me right up. Hopefully I can get on a roll and do that a few times this week.
And I need to be fixed up - 12 Hours of Lodi is on Saturday. If I don't get rested up for that I'm going to stink up the joint.