Which leads me, to me.
I took for granted the routines I had set to help keep my body and mind in a good place, a place where I was content. I'm back to a darker place, a place full of negative thoughts, and a place where I am feeling defeated. Which means it is absolutely time to do the work. Time to establish my healthy routines again and start feeling better about putting on a pair of jeans. If I owned a scale, I would latch onto a number that I am sure would anger me. Instead, I'm just going to focus on how I want my jeans to slip over my hips with ease and how a belt instead of a roll of fat would be a great addition to my look.
Shoes on, pavement your about to get pounded...