I really did have good intentions of continuing to workout while at the hotel in Minnesota. I was going to take my son and nephew down to the convenient exercise room and run on the treadmill for half an hour. And I did, once.
I got home Wednesday and it is now Saturday, today is the first day I have worked out since last Thursday. I know that others have said it, heck I have said it. You don't realize how good you feel until you start feeling crappy again. I am sore, everywhere, and that was before I ran today. I had such a hard time convincing myself to get back on it, and a really hard time completing the program, even though I picked one about a week behind where I stopped. Why, oh why do I do this to myself?
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