I fell hard-core off the being healthy bandwagon. When I fell off I got a concussion, so I’ve been recovering. Don’t get me wrong – I really want to be healthy and skinny and fit. But why does it have to be so much…work?

I ran on Thursday. And then convinced my KISA that I needed a rest day Friday. Saturday I was just tired. Sunday I just didn’t want to. Monday it was raining. Today? I was tired and it was raining. But, then I remembered that I paid $200 to run a marathon (in the city, and possibly streets, I run in every day for free). Ugh. Why do I get 30 seconds of thinking something is a good idea and then whip out the credit card? I really need to do that whole freezing the card in the freezer so that I really have to think about things before I use it on anything healthy. And require myself in the time in melts to run laps around the block. By the time it thaws if I think I want to pay money to be healthy, then I can use it. If not, I can just go shopping. Preferably at an outlet mall.

Today I did a 5 mile run. Back in the day that wouldn’t have been a big deal. But, being 30 and unfit it was a big deal. Now my legs ache. Oh, and I ate healthy today. I even ate a salad and decided to forgo chocolate. That should make up for me not exercising or eating healthy for the rest of the week, right?

You can’t tell in the picture, but I’m soaked. As in, clothes sticking to me, hating life soaked.