Today has been, well, for lack of a better word, odd. I have never in my life, I don’t think at least, ever felt this way. I have felt so disconnected from the world, uneasy, unsettled, unable to focus or concentrate on anything, just like something was about to happen but I didn’t know what and all I could do was sit nervously in anticipation. It felt horrible. I felt horrible. ALL DAY.
I called my dad because all day it felt like that’s what I needed to do. And it helped, a bit. So did my workout with my trainer – 3 rounds of the following:
- 20 squats with shoulder presses (12 for my bad arm, 15 for the better one),
- 10 burpies,
- 10 thrusters (I have no idea what was on the bar – enough!)
- 10 ‘woodchop squats’ with an 8 lbs medicine ball
- 90 seconds of sit ups
It was a good workout. Lots of squats and shoulders – ouch!
I still feel off though. And of course, on my way home, all I could think about was a glass of wine. I had sushi instead but I still thought of wine. Sigh, once an addict, always an addict. Bad day = nice glass of red. Oh well…tomorrow is a new day – right?