No clue why, but for the last few days I've been in the worst possible mood. I've been exhausted, my workouts have been terrible, and mornings are just awful. It's 9am, and I've already yelled at bf when he didn't do anything wrong. He made plans to hang out with the boys the night before I have a race, when, I don't think I told him I had the race. Ugh.
Anyone have suggestions to snap out of this funk?
"There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness."
-Friedrich Nietzsche, "On Reading and Writing"