Tired + PMS = Uh Oh

I've like crap the last few days. Not necessarily discouraged, but just blah. And don't even bother to tell me about how far I've come and everything I've accomplished. Because for every one thing you tell me, I can tell you ten other things about how much I have left to accomplish or how my nose is too big or how today nothing just really seems to matter. Today was definitely a 'fake it til you make it' day when it comes to attitude. I did not feel cheerful. I did not feel anything but blah. This all started Sunday. I was so exhausted. Throw on top of that PMS. I did manage to go to the gym for an almost two hour workout, but all I could think about the rest of the day was how bad I wanted a nap (which I never did take. Maybe I should have.)

The only bright spot was that even with feeling like garbage, it never occurred to me to go eat my feelings or skip out on the gym. I'm actually making a plan to get to the gym seven straight days. I guess that's a testament to how much of a lifestyle change this is really becoming.

I just feel like no matter what, I'm never going to be good enough.

So this is no bright shining attempt at a motivational post from me today. This is me, being real, telling you that right now, I just don't feel like anything really matters.