Shame on me, I let myself forget.

So, today, long over due mind you, I got back to working out. First off, I let myself go a little which was readily evident by my bouncing midsection and tousling thighs. Second, I was out of air in short work, and I mean OUT. OF. AIR. Lastly, when it was all over, I felt A-MAZING. I let myself forget how good it feels to workout. I have been psyching myself out about how much work it was gonna be again to get back on the exercise wagon that I forgot all the good stuff. And, believe you me, there is good stuff. Shame on me. Big time. Time to rectify this situation. I wanna wear leggings by Christmas, and get back to doing boy push-ups, and rock a burpee, and not exercising is not gonna get me there. Go T-25!! Which, by the way, so far, I am impressed with. That is all.