Tuesday

I don't want to call it a rest day, but I didn't work out. Went into London. Ate dinner. Saw the sights. Took some pictures. Came back to the hotel and did homework until 1. It was too late to workout by the time I was done. Its hard to get into a new rhythm for a few days at a time while still being able to work and be a tourist. Its also very strange not to be sore. My body has completely recovered after just two days off from the abuse I put it through.