I'm having a cranky, crampy, womanly, bloaty, low-energy day today. Even though I brought my gym clothes with me to work, I think I'm going to forgo the gym tonight in favor of running a few errands, eating the salmon and spinach I bought at Whole Foods on Sunday, and watching the last two episodes of "Heroes" on the couch with Jon. The good news is I can make up for tonight's workout with a slightly abbreviated one tomorrow night after I volunteer. The other good news is that not going to the gym was a very hard decision to make, whereas it used to be lickety-split.

Finding a balance between the gym, my social life, extracurricular activities, and life's irritating but necessary responsibilities continues to be a struggle, but I'm getting better at it.

I've entered into that exercise phase where my body looks forward to the gym and feels the difference when I don't go. Which, for one reason or another, has often been when I stopped going for awhile and broke the rhythm. I'm not going to allow that to happen this time though.