psychosomatic. Ah yes, the ability to make your body change its mind. Do I feel okay today? Yes…uh, no…uh, sorta.

What’s all that about? Well, I seem to have hit a psychosomatic wall. I didn’t feel like getting up and going to the gym, so, my body didn’t feel like it either. The next thing I knew, the three of us were on a damn treadmill trying to be okay with running nowhere but trying to act (externally) like all was fine.

The music…oh, that sweet music. I don’t know if I’d be able to get my ass in gear on the “cardio days” otherwise.

The bottom line is that I got moving. I ran/walked almost two miles and did another 7+ on the bike. How’s that for 40 minutes well spent?