This one’s gonna be short and sweet, ladies and gentleman. I’m off to bed soon, and feeling really good. It was just last week that I was in the midst of a minor self-inflicted inner turmoil involving the frequency of my workouts. The short version: I had some unplanned rest days, beat myself up over it, revised my thinking, then got lazy, then rallied. (For the long version, start by reading this post, then this one, and finally, this one.)
When the dust settled, I had three rest days last week. This week, I had…
It was yesterday. It was planned. I was fully prepared to have a second planned rest day earlier in the week, but on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I was chomping at the bit to work out. So I did. I lifted a lot of weights, did some cardio to warm-up and top off my workouts, and sweated. A lot.
And I feel great. And I love feeling great. Isn’t it the best?
One quick question before I go nighty-night: Who’s had aloe water? I bought these at the supermarket, because I’ve never heard of aloe water before, and I like to try new things:
But I haven’t tried them yet. All I can think is that it’s gonna taste like I’m drinking hand lotion, and that sounds gross. I’m sure I’ll crack one open this weekend, and give it a whirl. And if it tastes like something that comes from a Neutrogena bottle, you’ll be the first to know!
Keep it up, David.