Day 57 - Big fat F-bomb!

Today's workout made me angry. Odd, since yesterday I was craving the workout. Floor jumps are my arch-nemesis. I have now decided that THIS will be how I torture information out of people. Pistol squats are too tame. I cried AGAIN during floor jumps. I also scattered around a lot of curse words at various points during the workout. I think I even said f*$! you to the imaginary Patrick in my head while failing horribly at Davincis. Sorry Patrick...but truthfully, if it were the real you, I may still have dropped it on you. Nothing personal; don't mean it; just a coping mechanism for the pain.

Ah well, at least I'm worn out now. I must have worked pretty hard. Looking on the bright side, I was up early enough to jump beneath Orion and watch one of his four corners wink at me with radiant red light. Then, slowly watch the sun begin to mask the stars in daylight. I love sunrises, way more than sunsets. I get up often to watch the sunrise, especially when I'm traveling. I'm a morning person through and through.