Third Time’s the Charm

Not sure what’s up today—this is the third time I’ve tried to do this. Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s the app, maybe I just keep hitting the wrong button. Whatever. Let’s call this one off the cuff, because that’s exactly how it feels.

The important bit: another good session.

Strong. Organised. Full-on. Bit of rowing, bit of weights. Finished with a couple of fast 250m sprints, let the engine rip, felt solid.

Keys went in the box again. That’s becoming a habit now. Quiet statement, every time: I’m here. I belong.

It’s Friday. The weekend starts now. That’s all I’ve got. Just a check-in. Job done.

This is the Sub-7 Experiment.