I've been a bit depressed lately, working long hours with a very difficult client. Going down to four days a week was helpful, but on those four days I leave the house at 6:30am and don't get home until almost 6pm.
I don't have much time for much else. I'm hungry and not motivated to run before dinner. It's dark and ugly out when I get home. My inactivity has cost me ten pounds. I finally weighed myself after months of not wanting to face it and I'm back up to 153. Lame.
I'm not going to dwell, I'm going to change. Pressing the reset button and starting over. This is me taking charge again.