God, I need to get back to the gym!

Talk about a slump! A month without going to the gym. I feel it. I’m lazier. I have less energy. I eat poorly. Case in point, tonight:

I got home from work, plopped down on the couch, and read for an hour. I dozed off every 5 minutes or so. Then I spent about 20 minutes debating in my head if I should go out and get something to eat (I have nothing in the house). I’m still not feeling 100% and I have a headache and I didn’t feel like leaving the house. Truth is I just want to shower, get into bed, read, and sleep. But I need to eat something.

That’s when I remembered the giant Hersey’s bar in the kitchen drawer.

I pulled off a hunk of chocolate and that was my dinner.

Really, started on Monday, I’m back to the gym. Seriously. This is ridiculous!