Hello! I am back. No photos today, just words. I have not worked out at the YMCA for almost a full 5 months. I went and played wallyball one time on a day off of work. After losing my hours working at the front desk, I just stopped going at all. I have been there for coffee, I have been there to sub over Christmas break, but I just let my energy disappear. I did get a new job and what a great job it is. I just can't have this job and fit in the Y unless it is exactly what I want in hours. That is not an option right now, the Y is just looking for something different than I can give them right now.

This morning I woke up and thought to myself for a long time. It was 4:45am. Plenty of time to get my butt out of bed and make it for the 5:!5 cycling class. Should I? Shouldn't I? Bed so comfortable. So cold! House messy. I could get up and clean, I could just roll back over. No one is expecting me to be at the Y. I can just go back to sleep for 2 hours. No, I need to go. If I go, I will feel better. If I go, it will be a first step to make me go more. If I go, it will be so much easier to go next time. If I go, my butt will hurt today after spin class. I need to go. I need to get healthy. I am not healthy.

I went. It was good. My reward was seeing my friends that love and respect and miss me and the beautiful pink sunrise on my drive home to start my work day. I didn't miss out on sleep, I gained life this morning.