I’ve been up late for the past three nights, doing my sister’s job. You’d think I’d have sense enough to go to bed early tonight, but no dice. You’d think after sucking wind at the gym the past two nights, I’d have enough sense to skip a night, but no chance there, either. Tonight was the “Helen” workout and I really wasn’t feeling it. Two laps around the building, 21 kettlebell swings, 15 push-ups, three rounds. My back was cramping, the pollen on the back stretch was thickening the air, and I was just to tired to push myself that extra bit. I did OK, though, 10:16, but I’m sure I could have done better. Oddly enough, last time it took me 10:31.