On another note... this week has been tough. Work (yes, that real job... that place I have to go every day in order to pay my mortgage) has been stressful. I haven't been able to make it to the gym to workout because between my work schedule and my coaching schedule - I've been running around like a crazy person. So... I was incredibly grateful to have exactly zero plans on my schedule yesterday. I cleaned my house (kinda), I caught up on laundry (kinda), I played with Grace (inside... because it was POURING outside). I went to the gym and did Barbara. Ouch. No... seriously. Ouch. 5 rounds... 20 pullups, 30 push ups, 40 sit ups, 50 squats. It took me over 46 minutes (with 3 minutes of rest between rounds)... yowza. I rolled over in bed this morning and had to take an inventory of what I could move and what I couldn't. Turns out that everything hurts. Sitting on the couch hurts. Walking the dog hurts. Making eggs hurts. Washing my hair is totally not happening.
|Except for the times when it's just pain. Like today. Lots and lots of pain.|