Lots of rest today. I knew that was going to happen. But I did do my cardio and about 75% of the ab workout. Oye, my abs sure do feel it.
There’s a punching part to the cardio workout and while I’m doing it, I find myself angry. Ten years ago (actually longer) my therapist promised I’d get angry someday. I never really believed him. And maybe I’ve had flashes here and there, but never Anger. When I’m doing those punches, I’m pissed off as hell. And I have a picture of certain people in my mind.
Now I’m sweaty and tired. I’m going to try to take a shower (ugh, night showers, still rough) and chill out until bedtime. I’ve got “Robin Hood: Men in Tights” queued up in VLC. So I’m up for a good laugh. Either that, or I’m going to put a season of Star Trek: TNG (the best one, IMHO) in queue.
And if a certain cat doesn’t stop walking across the desk as I type, there will be cat soup for dinner. I won’t mention any names but she’s chubby and brown and her name starts with a G and end with an idgette.