I’ve been in a bad mood for at least a week now. I’m not sure what my problem is. Well, I do know (besides that I just ended a sentence with is). It’s a little bit burn out from exercise, a little bit that my pants are too tight, a little bit lack of sleep, and a little bit that this just happened.
Not only do I hate sparkling water. It hates me.
I noticed this afterwards.
I think drinking too much diet pop is part of what’s making me feel like crap lately, so I thought I’d try sparkling water in an effort to get off “the juice.” I hated Diet Coke when I first tried it and made myself like it so I could stop drinking so much regular Coke. I think I can do the same thing with sparkling water because it’s not the worst thing ever. But we are not starting off well. And I’m so tempted to mix Splenda in it so I can remain in the artificial sugar induced coma I have grown to love.
Anyway, when I’m moody, it involves a lot of pouting and a lot of anti-social behavior. Eventually, I get back to my normal, cheerful, snarky self but in the meantime, nothing makes me happy.
I feel you, kitty.
After taking 3 consecutive days off from working out (which never happens), I got back at it on Saturday with a weight training workout. And man, it was nice to lift weights again. I felt good the whole time and didn’t want to die afterwards. My trainer even said, “you must be eating” since I had so much energy. So thank you rest days and bacon cheeseburgers for getting me through that one.
The next day, my shoulders, back, and hammies were begging for sweet mercy because they were so sore. I love when you can feel yourself getting stronger. Here’s what I did:
(Graphic examples of: good mornings, dead lifts, bent over rows)
Last night, I wanted to go shopping but hubs guilted me into Crossfit. Our trainer told me I looked tired during the workout, which is fun when you feel like you’re exerting all the energy you have. At least I felt better afterwards.
Tonight, I have another workout planned and I’m so not in the mood. I guess this is when planning your workouts in advance comes in handy – you have to stick to them because someone is expecting you to show up. I need to get out of this funk soon. Hopefully before I hear my co-worker’s “Gooooooood morning, Vietnam!” ring tone again. Because nothing good is in store for that co-worker.
P.S. If you haven’t sent me your bad hair pictures yet, remember to do that!