I know why I’m so tired today.
Besides the obvious reason being going to bed at 3 A.M. and my body deciding that it’s a good idea to wake up at 7 A.M.
Besides the other reason that I thought it was a good idea to rearrange my bedroom after I decided I couldn’t sleep–for four hours.
I wanted a nap at 10:30. That usually tells how the rest of my day goes.
However, my day, or rather my week is going well because of our new routine we have started. H calls it “Murdertown.” Yesterday, routine consisted of 3 warm up sets of squats, then squats to failure. Then 5×10 of more squats. Repeat with bench. Then chin-ups, dips, and crunches.
Delicious Murdertown… Now days, what with my almost perpetual existential crisis, it really is the only thing that gets me out of my head. Lifting heavy and actually eating well are really the only things that can do it.
Also–for your amusement.
(They’re called “pull ups” for a reason, and I don’t think these yeyhoos are fulfilling the criteria implied by context clues. Crossfitters…sheesh.)