Today has been one of those days where I just do not feel like moving very much. Every time my butt rises off the couch is a miracle. In fact I just finished getting dressed for my run, getting my shoes on, stretched out and stood on my treadmill staring at it hatefully for 10 minutes. At the end of that I stepped off my treadmill, put on my lounging clothes and sat on my couch. I know we all have these days occasionally, it happens and I will take it in stride. I am hoping I will get a spark of motivation or energy a little later that will get my butt working out and I plan on taking my dog for a nice long walk later on to but I still feel guilty for going against my routine.
What do you do on the days when your couch is your best friend?



