So I'm scared...

I guess this is as good of a place as any to say it.

I'm scared.

I haven't worked out in...let's see...how many days...exactly two weeks.

Now, I did roof a house last week, which killed me, but that was last Wed, Thurs, and Friday.

Since then...nothing.

It's quarter after midnight tonight...and I want to sleep. I don't want to get up early.

And I don't want to keep a food log. I want to eat whatever I want.

And that's exactly what got me here.

I may not excercise first thing in the morning...but I will do an hour of cardio tomorrow.

And before that...I'll weigh in.

I've got to.

I've got to do something.

And then I'll call Bart.

And then...I'll be back.