It's been kind of tough to get back into the swing of things for the new year so far. I don't mean work-wise — that's all going fine, since I didn't really take a ton of time off from doing that. Rather, I mean things like getting back on track with the diet, going to the gym and that sort of thing.
We're about a week into the new year, and despite Andie and I saying that we were going to get straight back on the Weight Watchers regime, we've spectacularly failed to do so thus far. Likewise, my aching body is practically hungering for some exercise, so I know that going back to the gym would probably make me feel a whole lot better after not really moving a whole lot for months, but I'm finding it hard to take that "step".
I think part of it is the fact that the changeover of years kind of didn't really feel like much of an "event" this year, whereas in years prior to COVID there was an obvious "transition" from the holiday season to the "back to work/school" moment. We haven't really had that for the last couple of years, and thus I suspect it's hard to put your foot down and say to yourself "right, I am going to start doing this right now, and that's that".
We're nearly at the weekend and I want an ice-cream, though, so perhaps an indulgence for now to soothe my troubled mind, and a proper proper reboot on Monday. Hopefully. Wish me luck.
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