So after eating 1/2 of the pizza and an army of gingerbread men, I was feeling quite blech. But tonight I dragged myself to the YMCA and walked/ran for 25 minutes on the treadmill. I promised myself that if I did that, I’d allow myself to go straight to bed. Unfortunately, now I feel like I could conquer the world. ‘Till tomorrow, friends!
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