What the Deuce

I have no idea what this funk is Ladies and Gentlemen, but it is seriously starting to disturb my calm. Is it a combo of my excess from the weekend or my body telling me I’m overdoing it? I’m thinking it’s not the first one as I was feeling this way before the weekend, but folks will rationalize any which way they can.

It’s been odd to say the least with work and other commitments occurring Monday night and this morning I found it difficult to spin. When I get home from work I am so fried that the last thing I want to do is, well, anything actually. I can’t seem to pull myself out of bed in the morning and am struggling to stay awake until 10:00pm.

Got home this evening from a business trip to Kitchener (sorry Ma and Pa Crawford, there wasn’t enough time to visit) and when I got home I decided to buck the trend. BBQ’d some chicken breasts, made my first ever Tuna Salad (for lunch tomorrow) and basically setup lunches for the rest of the week. After a healthy salad for dinner (to make up for the pizza for breakfast and the not quite healthy but lovely fish n’ chip lunch) I figured Spritz and I needed to have a meeting.

Wow, was it brutal.

Don’t know whether I need a new seat or what, but the first 20 minutes of the ride were garbage and I was tempted more than once to quit. Mowed through the discomfort and made it to the 1 hour mark. This is the first day of Dr. Spin’s program, so tomorrow is going to be a tough one.

See you Wednesday night,

Beez