Tomorrow marks the day that I return to the gym. I'm excited, and yet not so much. I am really not looking forward to getting up to be at an 8:30am class, and I'm even less excited about getting the kids up to go with me. But it needs to be done, and if I don't I'll wish I had gone. So it's time to just stop complaining and just do it.
I should probably weigh myself before I go, but I don't wanna be depressed before going there. But I probably will anyway.
There is a giant pile of laundry boring a hole in the back of my head. I better get on that.