…and on the fifth day, Wiggs rested. I’m so excited for my rest day! And actually I’ve had a good sign: I sort of feel like working out. I don’t want to go run ten miles or anything, but I could totally go for a light jog. That said, I don’t think I’m going to, because I want to keep my rest days holy. Plus, I’ll be even more motivated tomorrow for my 30 minutes of cross-training.
Even on rest days I’m going to come up with a reason to be glad for my training program. Today, my reason is my nest. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been making nests. I’m super OCD about being tidy, but when I park myself somewhere, it becomes a little jumble of everything I’ve been doing that day. My mom jokes that you can put together a timeline of my day if you ever come upon one of my nests and I’m not there. So today, in honor of having a lighter workload (physically and professionally), I am dedicating my “workout” to my nest. I’m glad I got to make one.
True story: as soon as I got up to take this picture, I cleaned up. Crap! Oh well. It was nice while it lasted.