I really didn't think I overdid it this weekend, or that I've been overdoing it in general, but that seemed to come to a head on Sunday morning. Allow me to explain.
I might have stayed up a little later than I planned on Friday. I also might have had a little more whiskey than I'm used to but I still got up on Saturday, rode the endurance, and ran all my errands. Sure I was a tired, but nothing way out of the ordinary. Saturday night I ended up going over to a friends house, didn't stay that late, came home and went right to bed. Yes, it was after midnight, but I still expected to get up, get my workout done in plenty of time for us to go to brunch.
I slept until almost 10am. Missed all the morning workouts I intended to do and described my legs as feeling like they were put in a blender. Suffice to say that the last thing I wanted to do was work out. I finally dragged myself onto the bike and got a light day in, but I was pretty surprised to feel that worn out. Maybe I do need more sleep than I used to, but I really didn't think I was pushing myself that hard. Maybe it's the weight workouts, maybe lack of sleep, honestly I don't know, but right now it feels hard to get myself to the next level of fitness.
On top of that I feel like I've lost control of my appetite. Yes, my weight is stable, but I'm eating the wrong types of food and I'm very concerned that if I slow down exercise for any reason, including just letting myself have some rest, I'll gain weight. I don't want to be scale focused, but it is an important metric and I have zero interest in gaining weight.
Happy monday y'all :)
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