Well, I wanted to start by thanking everyone for their concern and well-wishes about my blue day. I won't lie and say that I'm all 100% smiles and skipping about airily today either. At the same time, I am trying not to dwell on it and keep on moving forward. Wallowing does me no good.
We've actually had some rainy, gloomy weather here, so that probably isn't helping. But, I know that the key (for me) is to keep finding the positives and to stay active. I have so much to be thankful for and exercise helps give me energy and keeps me from being idle and thinking....thinking...thinking.
When you feel down, how do you cope?
DOMS and 5-Mile Run
This morning I didn't bounce out of bed for a run like I had hoped. Though, I was awake again at 5:27 on the dot. I wish I would have gone at that time, it was only 70 degrees. I can't recall the last time it was 70 degrees! But my legs were feeling super heavy from yesterday's workout - hello DOMS.
I did end up getting in a 5-mile run later though. Despite the DOMS, the heat and major humidity (I was praying for the sky to open up and rain), it was a pretty good run actually. Initially, it helped to loosen up my legs. Though, I'll admit that they ended up really tight by the end. I know that I was mostly pounding out frustrations and that carried me along. In hindsight, 5 miles after a heavy leg day was probably not my most brilliant move. I also did an abs workout from Cathe Friedrich's Abs Circuit along with a really long stretch for the legs.
Chores and Indulging
After some chores (laundry, sweeping downstairs, swiffering downstairs, and mopping the kitchen), I decided I had earned an Epsom salt bath. My original plan was to indulge with a glass of wine, but I went upstairs, started the bath, washed my face, and forgot the wine. I don't know why I think of a bath as a luxury. I work hard and should really take Epsom salt baths more frequently.
Are you a frequent bath taker or do you view them as an indulgence (with or without the wine)?
Another indulgence that I am allowing for myself...no cooking. I have no idea what I or we will be eating for dinner, but I am not cooking. Done, said it. Oh, and I am already feeling guilty for bowing out.
Sorry for the photo-free, recipe-free blog post. I'm sure I'll make up for it soon enough ;-)