I didn't go for my run this morning, I got an extra hour of sleep instead.
And for once, I'm not beating myself up about it (well, not completely anyway). Evidently I needed the extra hour of sleep.
I'm tired, cranky, crabby, bloated, and defensive for no reason. I'm just thankful this isn't a 'lighting quick temper' month or a 'burst into tears over my pen falling off the desk' month.
Part of me is disappointed because I was going to move on to week 2 of c25k this morning. But Running-Me can suck it... er, um, I mean... 'But alas, it will have to wait until next workout'.
...It's just one of those days.