I crashed hard today. Hard. There is so much going on, so many balls in the air, and today they finally came crashing down.
The crash was a result of low blood sugar, bad news, and just sheer exhaustion.
The morning started out AMAZING. We had a super energetic, exciting and fun Zumba class at 9:30 this morning. It was, by far, the best Saturday morning class in a long time. It felt more like a Friday night at the club than Saturday morning at the studio.
Directly after class Sarah and I drove off to Greenville for lunch (SUSHI!!!) followed by a master class and ZIN jam session. That's 4 hours of Zumba and made for 5 hours total for the day. And they were amazing hours, all 5 of them! A tun of fun was bad by everyone and I felt tired but on top of the world.
In the car on the way home I started to feel gross. Marshall texted me and gave me some upsetting news about a death of a friend and annoyed me by being kind of thoughtless. I was grumpy and starting to really feel the weight of the day. Sitting still in the car for another hour I started to cramp up a bit more and was not so happy.
When I got back in to town all I wanted was something for dinner that involved chicken and vegetables. My house guests had other plans and I was annoyed by that too. I should have been grateful that someone cooked me dinner but I was more going BLAH red meat.
Then I was about to say Eff everything and was going to grab a quesadilla on the way home - whole grain tortilla, chicken, extra vegetables, lots of cheese. I stopped by Moe's and the line was out the door and I got even more grumpy.
Little things just kept making me feel like everything was ruined and nothing would ever be okay again. I finally just came home, resigned to eating food I didn't want but it was there.
I got in the shower to get rid of the gunk from 5 hours of cardio and in the shower I just broke down. It was the hottest shower I've ever taken and I showered until the water just ran cold. Wrapped in my robe I curled up on the bed and just the tears come.
I know I wasn't crying because of anything that happened today but it was the culmination of two weeks running on all cylinders without a break.
I'm hoping that the instructor I asked to cover my class tomorrow is available. She said she thought she was but would let me know for sure. I would really love to have most of the afternoon off to just relax. We just have to record Katie's dance project tomorrow and I need to make a pot of turkey stew. If that's all that's asked me of tomorrow that'll be the best.
If I have to teach it's no big deal but I'd really like to veg.