It's like a cancer... no wait, it is a cancer...

You ever have those times where you want to blog, you really do, but you just don't know what to say? Everything seems drab and depressing, so you write a few paragraphs, delete them, try again, delete them, try again, delete and log out till another day. Well, that's me lately.

A family member has been dealing with some health problems lately, the same health problems her dad died from, so things have been tense and stressful. I just realized recently, though, that I have completely let my health fall off the map as a result of being so worried, which has just made me feel worse (the terrible stomache pains are what made me realize I've been eating like crap and I really need to go exercise). So, here we are, trying to learn how to take care of myself even when I need to take care of someone else (and yes, it is partially my responsibility to take care of this person, I'm not being dramatic). Step one is cleaning my workout room so I can use it! My parents have been visiting (because of the health thing, and another relative's wedding) and my workout room is also the guest room, so it's turned into a complete mess. I'll be doing that before I go to bed tonight, no excuses.

Tomorrow I'm waking up early to get out on my bike loop that I wanted to finish a while ago but didn't get to because I got into jogging. I want to see how much I can do right now so I have an idea of how to shape my training. Whether it's a few miles or half of it or the whole damn thing doesn't really matter, I just want to get an accurate starting point since that's still a goal I want to complete before summer.

I've got more of a plan to this taking-back-your-health thing, but I just got a phone call and need to go so I'll get into more details later. It involves blogging more, I promise! :)