When injured or sick, I quickly develop a “woe is me” attitude.  Poor little me, can’t go for a run, can’t do a hike or do much else except Boot Camp and even then I’m limited.   Boo Hoo, cry me a river.  See I told you I was cranky.

After a week of this I’m frankly sick and tired of myself and my pinched neck (which is better, thankfully, but not 100% healed) and ready to get out for some cardio.  My plan is to get on the stationary bike or hit the elliptical or even go for a swim.  My main desire is to do something to break a good old sweat (so maybe the pool is out) and feel as close to normal as I possibly can.

So tomorrow I’ll pull my cranky self out of bed, drink some coffee to clear the remnants of my muscle-relaxer and painkiller cocktail and get my butt to the gym.  I have been hording magazines for a while so I have lots to read!  I’m so giddy thinking about going to the gym that I realize I could never be someone who “used to work out”.  It’s much too important for my body AND my sanity for me to ever give it up.

Now go run!

Keli 🙂