Notes
I had a workout slotted for this morning, but I woke up at about 4am last night with a miserable dose of womanhood. After an hour of staring at the ceiling and wishing I was a man, and also considering getting pregnant just to avoid this for a year, the drugs finally started to kick in. But then it was 5am and I knew a workout wasn’t happening this morning, so I set my alarm back an hour and got up just early enough to get this one in.
And it was the right call cause running along I felt like a beached whale.
***Note: my daylight, more rational brain knows that pregnancy is definitely not a superior alternative to menstruation, unless of course you’re trying to produce a human and then it’s great, but my irrational, irritated, sleepy brain was pretty convinced that was a good option.