Restarting a good habit

I have not worked out since November 3rd. Nada. None. Not at all.

Until today.

It was ugly. But I did it.

I’ve been on the go lately. I’ve been working long days and traveling many miles. Sleep became a priority. And then I got sick.

Today, I’m heading to New Orleans to speak. This weekend I traveled to Oxford and Starkville. I’ve been writing checks my body can cash — but my account is starting to run low on funds.

I’m over the cold/flu/respiratory crud I had. My stomach nearly killed me today. But I was out there on the field.

It was very ugly. But I did it.

I write this because in 2010, I ran a marathon. And then, I had to take on a second job. I gave up exercise and substituted sodas to keep me awake and going.

I gained 50 lbs. in a year.

To hell if I’m doing THAT again.

So even though today’s workout was one of my worst, I consider it one of my best. Why? I had the courage to overcome my fatigue and push myself once again. I made a deposit in my health’s bank account. I restarted working out.

It was very very ugly. But I did it.