Slogging along

Winter blues are in full effect. Which means if I don't get outside for 15 minutes, 3x a week; or get half an hour of exercise, 3x a week; I just want to sit on the couch and eat chocolate and stare listlessly into space. The house doesn't get cleaned, the cat is ignored, and no sex for the boyfriend. Just inactivity.

I'm up a couple more pounds, which is both caused by and another cause of the listlessness.

I walked to and from the library on sunny Sunday, and managed 20 minutes on the bike last night. If I get out for a walk on lunch today, it might be just enough activity to drag me out of this pit. And away from the Girl Scout cookies.