Day of Failure?

The plan was to work out today, really it was. THis morning my legs were still really sore ater yesterday's "San Franciso Crippler" and I've been feeling really really run down this week. So I decided "no crossfit" this morning.

THis evening should have been intervals. Just as I was about to get after them, my friend Brad called. We talked for almost half an hour about some pretty serious stuff. I needed to share my recent faith journey. He had a lot of stuff to vent about. I'm pretty sure God connected us tonight.

So, exercise wise, today was a failure. Yet, somehow I'm ok with that.