I finished 18.5 last night and felt horrible.
I had to sit down for 15 minutes and then eat something.
Still, I felt bad. I usually never feel bad after a workout.
I think it was a combination of things: stress, anxiety, pressure, my wrist sprain, odd workout times for me, pushing hard on 18.5, etc that my body protested.
I came home and took a bath. Laid down. Felt a bit better…
The Open this year was tough. Very tough. Demoralizing in a way I haven’t been in a long time.
Training begins now for next year.
I’m unsure yet how much of a break I’ll take first.
Right now, I’m just enjoying it being over. I’m awaiting Wednesday when I find out my final place in the region. I know it’s better than last year and that’s all I could have hoped for…