Have been following a training plan on Strava, and got in my head that today was a speed workout. Didn't think about the fact that the current day's email is actually the workout for the following day. Stupid.
So I did 7 miles of speedwork tonight. Hey, that's a thing. It was super humid. Very bad.
Daughter #2 has begun having a witching hour. Basically 45 minutes to 1 hour of inconsolable screaming before bed. Awesome. Going to need whiskey (for me, not her.)