I'm ready to go back to work.
Back to my routine, back to the gym, back to my eating habits, back to not having 3 beer at the drop of a hat.
Even though I've only been off two days, I haven't been to the gym in four - what with the weather and the @$#%! Holidays - and I feel like shit. I'm just not used to all this decadence anymore.
So going to the Gym tomorrow, logging some miles and working the late shift will only help me get back to myself.
My Half-Marathon is only twelve weeks away - so my official training begins Sunday. I'm going to allow for the Hiccup that will be New Years, but after that it's lean 'n mean until the 22nd of March. (The Gym is probably having a "Biggest Loser " Contest at the same time, and who can't afford to lose another 15 pounds along the way, right?)
Time to get my nose back to the Grindstone.