... but I need to acknowledge BOOT CAMP. I went to BOOTCAMP on Friday afternoon... I died during class, but made it to the end. Today... 3 days later... I can still barely walk, my calf muscles are SOOO sore. Sore in a good way of course, but when I was trying to walk in heels... ON grass Saturday it wasn't the good kind of sore, but it makes it all feel worth it.
I love bootcamp... but I have to miss it this week. There is no way I am going to subject myself to riding 9hours with sore muscles. Yup... the trip happens in 5 sleeps... I have never not wanted to do anything in my entire life, but I am sure I will be happy I did once I am on the road... for all those accompaning me I hope so.
I can't seem to pull myself out of this funk I am in... and finally Richard pointed out that I am not happy anymore. Honestly I thought I was fine (even happier than normal) for months, but apparently I am not as much fun to be around as I thought. Not sure where to go with that comment, but I am heading to the gym this afternoon for a LONG run to clear my head.
Love!
Not as fun in what way? In the, "you don't stay out till all hours of the night, drinking and eating bar food" way? Or the, "you seem mopy and depressed" way? Hope you are able to figure things out, and have fun on your ride!
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