is probably when you need it most.
I was in a crappy mood this morning. Some of that was hormonal, some was the rainy weather, some was just random little annoyances. I took the boys to school where Shoo once again did not want to stay. Then I had to deliver the neighborhood newsletters (which normally is not an issue, but usually they come on the weekend.) In the process, I got yelled at because I had to slam on my brakes to not hit someone. Nevermind that HE was driving on the wrong side of the road. (Why is it that people in the wrong feel the need to take the offensive? It would have just been a mild annoyance if he hadn’t yelled at me. Instead, he pissed me off.)
Anyways, I was in a “I’m going to go sit on the couch and eat chocolate and read a book” mood. I called Beer Geek to whine, expecting him to commiserate. He told me to go to the gym. I whined about feeling guilty if the spin class guy saw me. He told me to take the class.
WTF? He’s supposed to be all “I’m sorry, honey, you’re right. It is a crappy day.” Not all “suck it up, buttercup.”
He was right.
The spin guy nearly killed me. Then (because I got to the gym late) I did upper body weights afterwards. Apparently, instead of sweating with the oldies at 8:30, I was lifting with the steroids at 10. Seriously, some of these guys had arms as big as my thighs and I don’t have small thighs. So, of course, I couldn’t go light on the weights LOL.
Will someone feed me if I can’t lift my arms tomorrow?