I haven't had a lame-ass workout like I had today in a long, long time. Here's the deal: (sorry, Paula - I know you think I shouldn't pay attention my cycles, but ...) I woke up with a whitehead on my chin, up two pounds on the scale and feeling like I'm falling asleep on my feet. Ovulating. I don't know about the rest of you guys, but whereas some people are lucky enough to have no PMS symptoms each month, and others are lucky (yes I said lucky) enough to have regular PMS symptoms each month, I'm super dee duper lucky enough to get PMS symptoms TWICE a month - once when I'm about to get my period and once when I'm ovulating. Yay, me!
So, I went to the gym and went through the motions. My chest was still aching from yesterday's workout and I did my back crit (I usually love a good CRIT), but today it was all I could do to finish it, let alone push out any considerably speed on those treamill intervals. So, I just went ahead and did it and came back to make my Myoplex shake.
I hadn't been prepared for how hard this boot camp diet was going to be when ovulation hit. It's proving to be pretty damn hard. I don't know if I was imagining it, but I swear it seemed like every time I caught a glimpse of one of the TVs hanging over the treadmills at the gym, it was blasting a different yummy something - pancakes covered in whipped cream and fruit, cake, ice cream sundaes. I'm not even kidding.
I hope I get a cheat after this is all said and done. Maybe I just feel this way today, but I'm dizzy with lack of energy. :(