Well, hm. I had a rough time with this one today. I feel bad because my posts lately have been about how rough things are. I don't want to bum you out. More sleepless nights leading to more exhausting mornings. I think I'm getting "summertime" cold because I was up coughing half the night. I put "summertime" in quotes because I don't think it even broke 65 yesterday. Yes, in the middle of July.
Still, I made a pact with myself. I would finish. That's not really a pact is it? I may have gotten the raw end of that one. I did the best I could, and I forced myself to do a couple of the moves a little harder than usual. The current bane of my CS experience is the walking push-ups. I can do those for about 30 seconds, then I have to take a 10 second break and then barely finish the last 20 seconds. I pushed myself harder today and made it about 38 seconds before I needed a break. Then I only gave myself an 8 second break. So, a small victory in the midst of the exhaustion.
Tomorrow is plyo. I'm determined to get a good night's sleep.
Day 43: Brought.
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