Friday, September 12, 2014

WOD?:

mixed weights (8kg/12kg)

DAY?:

spent the whole damn day on the road.  well, okay, that's just what it feels like.  my guardian angel has a sick sense of humor.  i went through a hell of a fucked up morning to have everything turn out absolutely perfect, with my feet just where they needed to be at exactly the time they needed to be there . . . but the way we got there was through some rube goldberg contortions.

EMO?:

right before the moon time, as previously mentioned, so the short fuse is even shorter.  i have zero tolerance for frustration at the best of times; this is not the best.

CORPUS?:

still bloaty and ickful.  mega carb loading via brunch, going to have beer and salad for dinner.  so fat, skinny carbs, and alcohol (which is practically its own macronutrient).

DID?:

nothing.  not even knitting, just sat and read a book.

AFTER?:

feeling worthless, behind, and crampy.  saturday is a rest day.  sunday I may swing light and go sancing.  maybe the rest of that cycle i swing light (better that than nothing) and the movement may help get the damn cycle over with again so i can keep trying to get up the freaking ladder.