Good Morning Friends!!!
Yesterday, I had an intense workout. Intense.
Intervals, tough ones. Sets of hundreds. Sets, and sets, and sets. I finished; I did it; I felt good; I was on top of the world. Usually, after one of these workouts I am ravished. I turn into torpedo Andrea. I have to hold myself back from eating everything in sight.
Fast forward two hours after my run. The very thought of food made me want to barf. I had zero appetite, and if you know me at all, that is the strangest thing in the whole wide world. I had to force down some shrimp and green beans, and that was no easy task.
I have no idea what that was about (and no, I'm not preggers!). Don't worry too much, though. I am back to normal today!! I am wishing my chair had a seat belt to assist in stopping me from stalking the vending machine.
May your day be filled with curious happenings.
Cheers,
Andrea
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