Just to clear up any confusion remaining from the last post—the whole thing was a joke. There was no doctor’s appointment, no pregnancy scare, nothing. It was all the creation of my overactive imagination. Except for the lack of speed and me feeling rundown. That actually was true.
I’ve run only twice this week for a total of 6 miles. Stellar, no? I did manage to attend several classes at the gym, but as with the preceding weeks, my energy levels are completely depleted by Thursday morning so I’ve done sod all since then. It doesn’t help that the muscles in my butt and upper thighs are screaming today. Body Conditioning class on Wednesday night really did a number on me. Also, my upper back is experiencing some discomfort too. I’m not sure if it’s the result of the strength training or if I’m sleeping in a bad position or what, but I don’t like it. I feel like one big blobby bruise right now. Bleh.
And because I’ve just been such a Debbie Downer, let me end this post with something funny. If you missed it, this was Fail Blog’s April Fools post and a nice compliment to Carpe Viam’s post from last week.
Have a great weekend, everyone.