Back on the wagon...

The fitness wagon that is. I sort of ended up taking July off from working out. I didn't plan on it. I planned on getting up and taking long walks in the morning and going swimming every day and walking to the park with my kids and having a few treats but in moderation.... Well, you know what they say about the best laid plans and all that. Anyway, after no early morning walks, sporadic swimming (that was really more floating than anything if I'm going to be totally honest) and the only moderation in what I was eating was a fleetingly realization that I hadn't moderated it at all, I wasn't feeling real great about myself. I kept telling myself that I hadn't undone six months of hard work in only one... and that is true. I maybe undid two of those months. But here's the good part. I came to my senses in time to see what I was doing and how much I was sliding back into my old habits, and so today I started back at the gym. I think I've been battling a touch of depression over all the stress and worry of how we are going to deal with all the changes coming our way. And exercising and releasing all those good endorphins will be a much better way of dealing with that than trying to eat an entire carton of "Death by Chocolate" ice cream in one sitting... (By the by, that is really the name of my new favorite ice cream, and it's soooo goooood!) I figure if nothing else I'll be sleeping better again, out of sheer exhaustion. Those workouts are hard!