Bottom line: When you get to that point today where you can't stand your job, just think to yourself "At least I'm not literally surrounded by shit like Alyssa is right now".
Let's just say I didn't plan this trip.
On the flip side, I returned to some wonderful things this week. Tuesday, I went to spin class. Spin classes are so hit or miss, but I found the elusive, perfect class with a combination of a killer workout and excellent music, ranging from the Final Countdown to Pink. The woman next to me was alternating moaning as though she was having an intimate moment with her bike and dancing and singing like she was in the club, but I can't expect perfection. Before class, I tried to return to this mini weights routine I used to do but, embarrassingly, my legs were still sore from No More Trouble Zones Saturday and I gave up after one set.
Wednesday, I returned to 5am running with my running buddy, Lily. Waking up at 5am isn't easy, especially after being up way too late the night before, but having a good friend coming over makes it a little easier. Waking up to this on December 5th isn't bad, either.
After our 7 miles, I had a little time before I had to get in the shower, so I did Jillian Michaels (have I mentioned I LOVE her?) 30 Day Shred, Level 2. I had a bad feeling before beginning that I'd forgotten how hard it was, and I was right. All those shoulder moves kill me.
I'd also like to note that the package of bacon that we opened on Sunday was empty and in the trash Tuesday night. I don't know if this is average, but I ate two pieces a night and sustained one burn. I also tried Kara's method of cooking the bacon in the oven on tin foil, and it seemed significantly safer. If pouring the drippings left on the tin foil in my soup is wrong, then I don't want to be right.
In honor of my field trip, what do you anticipate the shittiest part of your day being?