Haven’t been able to run or strength-train this week and, man, am I getting crunchy and cranky. Nothing finer than getting sweaty and then stretching out.
Squatted, lunged, burpeed, mountain-climbered, donkey-kicked, planked, pushupped, biceped, triceped, shouldered, stretched, rolled, and smoothied my way through the morning. It was delightful.
Clean house, clean laundry, clean car, clean meals; now watching Season 2 Alias with Steve and Chloe. Earned this total chill.
Dinner was a dazzling combination of waffles, peanut butter, orange juice, Live Oak, and Twix. But not in that order.
When breakfast is black coffee and lunch is a double mocha, sleep stays away. “Clearly I’m not wanted here.”
OK, today I’m watching Alias instead of going to the gym, but it is the Quentin Tarantino episode.