I don’t know what my issue is today but seriously? Ugh. I’m just cranky. Given the chance I’d be at the bottom of these containers in no time.
Which I didn’t. (… but should, they’re on sale which makes me think it was a holiday item. Time to start my post show stockpile)
But just… Ugh.
I was dragging getting going this morning despite going to bed fairly early last night AND it being PLUS SEVEN DEGREES instead of the –27 from earlier in the week. My workout was amazing compared to yesterday. My strength is still going up, I actually have some form of shape to my arms, and my legs are definitely leaning out… but I was still cranky.
People were hogging the squat racks for stupidities
Bicep curls. On a ball. In the squat rack.
That right there takes the cake.
My head hurts.
After that workout it was off to work. I’ll be honest in saying it’s… taking a lot of effort to just keep my mouth shut and not tell some people to grow up… but I’m doing it and know it will get better once I’m out of class. Here’s to surviving that long.
The nice thing? Coming home from work to the monster.
YES PEOPLE. THIRTEEN WEEKS OUT. HOLY %^&$
The negative comments from coworkers about my life… which they know nothing about… need to not bother me.
My insecurities… about prep… about life… about stuff… need to stop.
My pride needs to be put aside and admit that this isn’t an ideal situation, but this is my life.
Time for bed. Tomorrow is a new day, a fresh start, a clear mind.
How hard can it be?