Not last night, but the night before last I woke up around 3 AM, a little chilled. After I’d pulled the blanket on, while I’m laying there warming up, a wave of hormones suddenly crashes over me. It was the weirdest thing. But I went from being a little tired but mostly okay to feeling bad – my tits hurt, I had menstrual cramps, and my head was encased in a band of pain.
Okay then. Message received. Loud and clear. My period was coming.
I went to the gym first thing, in the hopes of staving off the bad day that I knew was coming. Managed to have a pretty good morning, wrote my blog post, wrote 1200 words on the novel.
But I could feel the darkness closing in, my brain starting to seep away. By 11 AM, I was pretty much done. I did manage 1500 words, which is always the goal on meh days.
Thinking back on it, I realized that it took me until about 12:30 to finally switch around from flailing and just feeling bad to thinking about, okay, what CAN I do today? I’d like to make that change more quickly if possible next month.
I got the most important things done, as well as took care of myself by napping and eating good food.
Then last night I spent the evening working instead of reading for the mystery workshop. That felt so good! Got a lot accomplished.
Today is a bad day as well. I’m hoping that my period actually starts today, that I do not have a string of bad days before my period begins. That would suck. But that was what happened last month and I blamed it on not being keto for the week before my period. I really hope it doesn’t become a new symptom.
At least this morning I already had the mindset of “what can I do.” So I did a much abbreviated bodyweight workout – instead of max reps through four sets, I did min reps through two sets. The point is that I got to the mat, I did what I could, and I stretched.
After I finish this post, I’ll go and try to write. I only need to write 500 words today. But I do need to try for that 500 words.
ION, for the first time that either Blaze or I can remember, we have crows nesting. We’ve seen flocks of them pass through, generally a couple of times a year. But they’ve never stayed before. This year, there’s a pair of them building a nest. I can track them flying from one side of the yard to the other, carrying string and hunks of moss in their beaks.
On the one hand, I’m happy that they’ve found a pretty safe home this year. On the other hand, baby crows are obnoxious. And loud. I saw them every spring when I was living on Capitol Hill. Not looking forward to that.
Though those were city crows. Possibly country crows will be better behaved. We’ll see.
I hope that you’re looking forward to a wonderful weekend (if this is your weekend approaching). Do you have any big plans for the weekend?