February 22, 2010

Rest Day. Day of Rest. Recovery. Somewhat.

Surprisingly, I'm not as sore as I thought I would be. Not really sore at all. I just think my body is still exhausted. I needed the rest-- physically and mentally. It was nice to have that thought all day in my mind that I wouldn't allow myself to do anything.

I didn't get a great night of sleep though last night because of my racing heart. Thus, my plan to sleep in till 8am didn't really work. I still got up at 7, which by all standards for me, is still sleeping in. It was nice to actually take a shower at home this morning and get ready. Do my makeup and blowdry my hair without being in a locker room somewhere. How I miss mornings like that...