Last night I worked out like I was furious that I hadn't had a good workout for a week.
Usually I work out to relieve stress and to allow my body to work as best it can.
Last night, I had something to prove... I guess.
Legs and Abs for the win.
Going to the gym is my thing.
It's my way to get out stress and emotions.
It's how I get in tune with my strong body everyday.
It's my time to put my ear phones in and sing at the top of my lungs, not caring a bit about who hears me!
It's my time each day to get a Big C hug... until next week when he is only putting distilled water into his body in preparation for his competition.
It's my time to lift and walk and press and squat and lunge and curl and push and bend and climb.
I am so grateful for every single thing this body of mine can do!
Stitches came out yesterday.
The exact spot looks so good!
There is a bit of swelling right above it.
There is a bit of swelling right above it.
There are certain movements I do with my hand that hurt like CRAZEEEEEE...
But that is just muscles all trying to grow back.
Fun.
I had a rough day Tuesday.
I was missing P after someone came in and asked for him.
I was frustrated about my hand.
I was hangry.
I was extra Heidi-ish.
So, Mr. Watkins made us soup.
I ate almost the whole thing!!!
Then I heard loud noises from the shop.
I went out to see what all the commotion was.
I saw big tools and they knew right away that this was Heidi-time.
I "helped" my guys with some serious work.
Then I felt ALL BETTER!
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