I LOVE The Whoop. I do. I would have never have thought to LOVE an object but I do. Why? The Whoop is the SHIT. It keeps my ass accountable as I am trying to have the best year yet.

There are days when you jump into bed at 10:30 pm, you sleep until 6:30 am and you think, “I got 8 hours of sleep.” Think again. The Whoop has taught me that it isn’t so!

The Whoop has come up with some new algothriums that I wanted to share with you from last couple of weeks.
Wednesday, May 17 – Tuesday, May 23

I left for Boston that Friday. So, I had to do my long bike on Thursday before I left. I was pretty tired that Friday am but had time to get on the “dreadmill” at the hotel before the weekend began.  Took Saturday off due to the workshop that I attended too. Ran 9.5 miles on Sunday on the Boston Marathon course. Tried to get up early to run again on Monday. I couldn’t do it. I was beat BUT knew I needed to get something in before I headed back home to San Antonio, as I knew I wouldn’t get anything done that evening. I had time to run on the “dreadmill” again. That Tuesday, I did a 3000 meter swim with an easy bike. I could tell I was exhausted. Look at the 20th – 23rd. I wasn’t recovering. Right! The Whoop also tells me…”Hey DumbAss, you need to recover!”