What I did not confess yesterday: I was slightly horrified at the thought that my time at the Y wiped me out for the rest of the day.
Turns out, I have entered the part of "the change" that is signaled by my periods being irregular. I thought I might be ovulating, but...no.
I'm a bit pale and tired, but, man, did the workout mellow out my chemicals. I have been so calm and clear-minded...even as I shoveled in a bunch of PMS-y foods in my craw last night. I have plans tonight to have dinner with friends followed by a dance party. I am taking it easy during the day...tackling the disordered piles around me (you can see some of it in the background of the pic) one piece at a time.
Peace.
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