"That" being pretty much the entire month of February! The good news, I guess, is that I know I'm not alone in having it be a basically sucktastic month. If nothing else, Becka can share in my misery ... and my determination that March WILL be better!
I've been spending a little bit of each night for the past few nights on Pinterest coming up with ideas for John's birthday in June ... assuming he'll still be totally obsessed with all things Harry Potter by then. There are 105 days until his birthday. His 8th birthday. I'm still, more or less, at the same weight I was when the doctor gave me the go-ahead to start exercising and such after his birth. How's THAT for depressing? I grew up with "the fat mom" ... I lost her too early because of her obesity ... I've got to suck it up.
I know. I know. I've said it a million times before. Not sure what's going to be different about this time.
Today I plan on playing with my Bugg positioning with the bike and see if I can't figure out how to get it to track more accurately while I pedal. Maybe this weekend I'll even get to hit the grocery store at some point if the snow and wind chill ever lets up.
Deep down I know what I need to do ... maybe this month I'll actually do it.