OK, folks. I
have a confession. And it’s a big one here. Ready? *deep breath*
Minus the few tworkouts I’ve been able to get in, I haven’t worked out since… the fall. I can’t really remember the date. I know what you’re thinking. WHAT?! Let me explain:
First, I got the cold from hell. Despite having my cold, I managed to work out until the congestion hit my chest. Then, I had a stomach thing. THEN, OK, then weeks before Christmas happened and my nephew is a cute little stinker, so I spent as much time with him as I could. Then, the cold from hell returned and I called my mom while crying and begged her to take care of me on Christmas Day. Then, as if my energy wasn’t drained enough, I slept maybe 20 hours all last week (until Friday when I crashed). My mental and physical energy has been drained.
The good news is, I’ve been maintaining as best I can. I haven’t gone too crazy with food, and I’m proud of that.
I can feel my body begging my brain that it’s time to start exercising again. I long for the weather to be warm so I can ride my bike, but until that’s possible, I’m going to have to do DVDs or hit the gym. So, today, I’m going to work out. Not only am I going to work out, but I’m going to blog about it. (How’s that for accountability?) I WILL get back on track.
Bari (with the help of Thea), have turned my own words around on me and asked what race am I going to sign up for. Here’s the thing, I love to train, but actual races kind of make my head hurt, so we’ll see. I’ll decide something soon, I promise.
So, I guess that’s it. Do you have any confessions you’d like to get off your back? Let’s hear them!
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