the vicious
of circles. working out contributes greatly to my mood. it is a necessity. lack of working out leads to me filling that void with comfort foods, making me feel like a lazy slug and diminishing my desire to get up off my fat ass. i had lost about ten pounds and was on track when my trainer left last year, then i totally fell off the wagon. i keep saying "next week! next week i'll start being good again!" and of course it just never happens, as there's always some excuse. i need to stop making excuses and make the gym a priority again. it is not optional; it is a _requirement_ for my mental health. unlike cheese.
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Hang in there. =)