I am completely and utterly exhausted. I feel like I could go to bed and sleep for fifteen hours. But I'd settle for five in a row. Seriously.
I don't know if its all the shredding catching up with me (Phase 2 is a beeeyatch) or what. I think I'm hitting a wall. Physically and mentally.
Tonight, I'm not working out. I'm going to bed. I think it's best for my family that I get some sleep and let my pulled groin muscle heal (Oh, did I not mention that? Ouch.) before I start throwing things.