Wednesday, December 07, 2011
Well, the bad eating has caught up to me in the form of the scale inching up 5 pounds. But my period is due, so I'm not getting panicky about it, just determined to get back on track.
Which meant that I got myself downstairs and did both my lower body and core workouts, ignoring the signs of impending doom. By the time I got back up off the floor and headed for the ski machine, though, the giant headache could no longer be rebuffed. I am definitely feeling out of sorts.
So though I didn't get in the aerobic portion of the scheduled workout, I'm pleased that I got in as much as I did. If some Advil and resting get me past this, I'll head down there this evening and try again.
My current mantra is, "I am NOT getting sick. I am NOT getting sick...."