The start of recovery week... Almost didn't happen...
I woke up this morning with horrible cramps. Horrible. And I didn't want to get up. I didn't want to wake up. I didn't want to uncurl from my fetal position. But... with the faint hope that it would make me feel better - I went for it. Even as I was starting the video... I just wanted to go back to bed. I had to broker a deal with myself that I had to get through the first 20 minutes first...
Well, I did, and then I just kept going. Why not?
Unfortunately, fitness and diet don't play as big of a role in my monthly cycle as I had hoped. (And no, I don't care if you're reading this and your a boy - suck it up, this is something we experience monthly in order to keep our civilization alive)
So, from all the superhero moments I've had - weights lifted, push-ups executed... Today was one of the biggest achievements yet! And all I had to do to earn it was get out of bed!!!
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