So this is where it gets interesting, guys.
Week one was kind of a breeze, but last Sunday evening KILL ALL THE THINGS hit me like a mack truck. I was so short-fused that I put myself in timeout a couple of times.
Tuesday, I was hyper-emotional. I was having the kind of day that started on a bad not and just kept getting worse. My wonderful boss at the dance studio even asked if I needed to skip practice that day after I explained what was going on. I stayed, and dancing definitely helped my mood… but I was still on the verge of tears all day.
On Wednesday and Friday, I teach group fitness classes at a local gym. I noticed a definite difference in my energy and endurance levels while teaching…I actually felt a bit sluggish and weak. My normal workouts have also been a struggle. Maybe I’m imagining things, but I feel like I’m losing muscle mass.
It’s frustrating to put lighter weights on the bar when I squat, or pick up what would usually be a medium weight dumbbell for me and realize it’s now heavy.