A lesson learned.

I came home last night tired and hungry and just wanting to not work out. Well, I compromised and only did a mile and a quarter at a relatively easy pace. You see, this was my whole plan to begin with - just walk at an easy pace for like a half hour or hour every night. Not too strenuous, nothign crazy. Well, That is what I did last night and I woke up this mornign feeling pretty crappy. I was exhausted and sluggish and couldn't pull my fat ass out of bed. The last few days before this I have been waking up like it's nothing (and those of you who know me - hell, those of you who have glimpsed me - know that i am not known for my waking up skills.) So I learned. I learned that I need to push myself on the readmill to feel good. I learned I need to push through feeling tired after work and just do what i was going to do. This whole thing would be a lot easier if I could just spend all my time "gettign in shape". Anyone wanna pay me $45k a year to do that? No? Just checking.