I've become pretty lazy recently.
The gym has only seen my smiling and sweaty face once in the past two months. Add to that a couple of outdoor runs and you have the sum total of all my work outs recently.
However, I am mowing lawns with my dad. In fact, a couple weeks ago we mowed 32 lawns in 5 days.
Maybe lazy isn't the right word for it.
I miss my visits to the gym. Believe me. I miss them.
But between lawn mowing and my real job, one physically taxing and the other mentally taxing, I just can't seem to find the energy to get up in the morning. Or take advantage of a rainy afternoon.
Luckily for me mowing lawns is hard work. So I'm not turning in a flabby mess. In fact, I've been able to maintain pretty well, without having to worry about what I'm eating too much (case in point, 3 pieces of banana bread).
But it's still frustrating and a little difficult not to feel guilty.
I can't wait for the summer, when I'll have the time (and hopefully the energy) to get some good workouts in.