Breathe Out
Today I was absolutely exhausted when I finished work – but I had planned on going to Flywheel, where one of my favorite instructors teaches on Thursday nights. It’s a rare Thursday night that I’m in Dallas, and I love Kelly’s class, so I forced myself to go. Surely it would be fine once I was there in the class right? Sadly not. My legs were weak and wimpy and not having it, and while I had gone into the class hoping that I would have a magic reprieve of energy, I knew by the third song that it wasn’t …