So here's the thing.
I had a massive fail of a week.
So massive and so fail that I'm not even gonna bother recapping my week. It's not that I did my workouts and they sucked, it's that I didn't get most of them done at all. I was feeling under the weather on Monday and Tuesday, so I took it easy. It was also bachelorette party week for my best friend, and as her MOH, I was in charge of the planning. I had a ton of work to do and some stupid drama to take care of, which was enough of a hassle. Of course, Saturday was completely off for the bachelorette party. And to top off the perfect week, I had stomach problems all day Sunday. Oh and the hardware on my freaking phone randomly died and my phone needs to be completely replaced. Which is not a huge deal, except for the 1000+ pictures I just lost forever...
I know I'm making excuses and I shouldn't be, but I'm just sad that I didn't have a good week. I barely got to work out, I had a lot of stress which led to no sleep, my PCOS symptoms have been spiraling out of control lately, and I have just been feeling crappy in general.
As bad as this week was, I think the bachelorette party went pretty well! We all had a great time, so I count it as a success. Not to mention that this party was the source of most of the stress I had. I'm grateful that the pressure is off.
Right now, it's Monday night and I'm still feeling pretty shaky stomach-wise, but I pushed through my 3 miles this evening and felt okay. This is exactly the reason why I allowed myself 2 extra weeks! I'm behind, but it's nothing I can't bounce back from. Anyways, I'm ready to shake it off and have an epic comeback!