That’s an unfair title as I’m actually ok but at 4.45 this morning I really could have cried.
I had the best sleep but I could have slept for hours longer. I swithered about going back to bed and cancelling the Farm but I was awake anyway so I may as well just go.
When I got there I did think about he opposite of full of the joys of spring. I felt tired and heavy, like a rock unable to move. A teensy weensy wee bit grumpy!
The Farm was great despite lots of running. I dragged myself around but really enjoyed the weights that we did. I upped them a few times!
We got some official photos from the Hyrox challenge at the weekend…. Here they are!
I feel like I’ve been full on all weekend and all week without my treasured “me” time. If I can just keep going for one more day then I’ll get the chance to relax.
Work is full on which is great as I’d hate to be bored. I find it hard leaving when I still have so much to do but actually the old me would never have left and just stayed on for hours.
Even as I write this I realise that I’m over dramatising my day. It’s time of the month which is a novelty for she who approaches menopause and the old me would have been a nightmare this week. I would have been so full of tears, I’d have cried at everything, been foggy headed and really lack lustre.
So my huffing and puffing this week is NOTHING compared to what used to be.
There’s something to be very grateful for.
And this….. 🤦🏻♀️🤷🏻♀️🤣
Stay safe everyone ♥️♥️♥️