Thursday was one of those days at work.
Amen, brother. I feel your pain, but my computer was not the source of my frustration.
Thursday was a day of working with difficult co-workers who get on my nerves, and those for which I know the feeling is mutual.
(In my office, my co-workers would probably tell you that I'm that difficult co-worker. I've embraced my inner bitch, so I'm OK with that assessment.)
Anywho, Thursday was stressful - to say the least - and I really needed to do something to let it go.
Enter my newest gym buddy, Jess, and more than an hour of cycling class. (We're working together to fight the fat! Check out her blog.)
Yes, you read that correctly. I biked for more than an hour Thursday.
And it felt great.

