I've been out of sorts lately, and not exactly sure why. Just feeling very low energy (I could sleep forever), unmotivated, unhealthy, and I'm starting to hate myself because of it. I decided it's time to kick myself in the ass.
I'm going to start working out. I'm joining a gym, and hopefully between getting my endorphins flowing, blood pumping and muscles strengthened, I'll start feeling better about myself.
It's actually kind of funny - when I was thinking about it earlier, I was thinking of how I would explain a return to working out, and what I came up with was:
"I haven't worked out regularly since before I got pregnant with my son - about nine years ago now. Had two miscarriages in between my son and daughter, and after I had my daughter, my husband died. Then I moved three times - twice across the country - and here I am. I'm battered and worn, and feel way beyond my years."
And then I wonder why I've been feeling like shit! Hahaha!!!
Wish me luck...