Sometimes when I'm working out at my gym, especially in the little room on the second floor, off of the main area, I can't helped but be wigged out by the fact that those wacky Real World Chicago kids confessed there and ... whatever else they did.

I have nothing going on of any interest. I really don't. I'm still lifting weights - can you believe it? - and running and kickboxing and fighting with all of the New Year's resolution folks for space. My running has really been cut short because of this and there is such a lack of treadmills at my gym that it boggles my brain.

In thyroid news, it's been almost two weeks on the new medication and I haven't been unnecessarily exhausted once! I can actually sit on my couch and watch TV and not want to fall into a deep sleep. It's the best feeling in the world.

(I didn't get quite enough emails to open up the comments to a thyroid discussion, and I know that makes me sound like a total shit, but I have just been burned one too many times by creepy commenters. Sorry, all.)

Basically I just feel like I spend the majority of the winter getting by and getting through. It's cold, dark and I would give anything to be spending my mornings outside, running four miles in the sun before work. I can't wait for those days to get here again.

Posted by Erin at 10:59 PM | filed under: Random