I don't wanna, don't make me.

Today's workout:
Body Pump!

I have found the theme of my life for the next few weeks.  I will feel terrible and not want to work out, I will force myself to work out anyway, and then I will feel so great after working out that I will tell myself "I must remember what this feels like the next time I don't feel like working out!" but I will not remember and the cycle will start again.

I didn't want to do anything on Tuesday and then I made myself do a Zumba DVD and was so glad that I did.  I absolutely did not want to run yesterday so I told myself I would only do 2 miles and it felt so good that I ended up doing 3 miles.  And it all happened again today.  It was cold and I was on my feet a lot at work today, so when I got home, I felt chilled and worn out.  I took a short nap and woke up feeling like I'd been hit by a truck.  I had been planning on going to Body Pump all day, but the idea of it physically hurt me.  I got out of bed to get ready, thought about how I would feel in the middle of that class, and got right back in bed.  But once I got out of bed, dressed, and out the door, I was fine.  Class went really well.  I am definitely remembering why I used to love Body Pump - it's fun!  And it's empowering!  I always feel like such a badass in that room, even if I am actually just jiggly.  Plus, even though I have only been going regularly again for a couple weeks now, I feel like I am already making progress.  The triceps track was killing me last week and now it feels a bit easier.

Really, that is about it.  After Body Pump, I picked up a super healthy dinner for Jamie and I and we ate slowly, discussing how our day went, and then we did some restorative yoga and meditated.  HA!  Just kidding!  I picked up chicken tenders and mac and cheese from Publix, nuked some frozen sweet corn, and we shoved it all in our faces while watching Dr. Who.  Please.


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