I know this, and that's why I'm so not fretting about not getting up at 5am for the past two days, and definitely not getting my lunch time workout in today. (I'll be entertaining an a/c repairman sometime between the convenient hours of 8am-midnight.)
My dishwasher broke. My garbage disposal broke. My a/c broke. All in the same day. HEY COOL. (Before you ask - it's not a circuit issue. I checked.)
I can live without a dishwasher. I can live without a garbage disposal. I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT AIR CONDITIONING. It's August in Texas. Fuck that noise and the horse it rode in on (or something).
Plus, I helped my dad install a dishwasher once, so I'm basically an expert now. Back UP, Nerky's GOT THIS.
That said, I'm pretty sure I would have gotten a better night's sleep on my fucking porch last night. My kid was SOAKED in sweat when I checked on him at around 10:00. I felt terrible. Spending a few extra minutes with him in the morning was NOT worth him being so uncomfortable, so I called his dad and took him over there.
So today I woke up early to go running just to get outside where there's at least a fucking breeze. Hello, 5am club. It's nice to (reluctantly) be in you again. (twhs)
The silver lining is that these past two days have been "cool" for a Texas summer - the high was only 95. AND I could call Mylo's dad to drop him off. AND wine. Because, um, wine.
Has your life fucked up your workout plans? Either you get sick or your kid gets sick or you have to work late or you car breaks down or whatever. It happens. Get back on track as soon as you can, hooks!