Yesterday when I got home from work, I was determined to get back into my work-out routine. Ever since running the race on Saturday, I’ve been a total bum. The weather has been totally hit-or-miss (read: raining or miserably humid) and I’ve been lazy. But Thursday! Thursday I was going to fix all of that! I had a plan. That plan was to put on my running garb and get out the door immediately after getting home from work. I thought that if I could get out and do the exercise before I got sucked in by the unstoppable TV/Relaxation/Red Wine Vortex that keeps pulling me in and draining me of all my ambition every night, perhaps I’d have a chance at falling back into my healthy routine.
The rest of this post is after the jump. (And I know you all know I only put jumps in my posts when I talk about one particular subject matter. Ahem.)
