Last night was one of those nights. At first I felt guilty about skipping it and then I realized that since I can't walk without wincing and my arms are basically useless (like seriously I can't even pluck my eyebrows which is a travesty) and I wanted to run this morning so....I felt a rest was in order and it was probably deserved (I can justify anything). Working out twice a day is serious business and I am tired.
But this morning 8 miles ran by 6:30am. Whoop.
Anyone else traded workout for takeout lately?