Yesterday, I knew at 7:00am when I was almost home from walking the dog that the day might not be the day I had hoped for. I saw that I had stepped in dog poo (not Duncan’s and don’t get me started on how insane it makes me that people don’t clean up after their dogs). Gratefully I noticed BEFORE I got home so I was able to grab a tree branch and fuss enough to get most of it off before completing the job in my garage.

Perhaps I created my own destiny. A traffic-filled 2-hour commute got me to work late and I spent the day scrambling to get my work done. Needless to say I did not make it to the gym at lunch 🙁

I came home with the idea i’d do a workout DVD or just plain stretch and foam roll. I basically fell asleep on the sofa at 9pm and slept straight through unitl 7am. I think my body is telling me something. I better listen.

I left my gym bag at my desk and I will try again today…

Question: Are you able to roll with the punches when you just can’t make getting to the gym or going for a run happen? Or are you like me and do you get cranky and feel terrible about it for the rest of the day? Stepping in dog poop? Good luck? or is that just when a bird poops on you?

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