The guilt got to me

The plan was to get up early today, start in on some cleaning and head over to the Y for a spin class early this afternoon.

That didn't happen. Mostly due to the not rolling out of bed until late morning. Which I guess is OK. So I got up late. I still could have made to the spin class, but I decided not to go. I putzed around for a bit, thought about taking down my Christmas tree and ultimately ended up reading in my recliner for a bit.

Then I started to feel guilty.

I looked at the clock.

3:15 p.m. There was still time to get to the YMCA and sneak in some kind of workout before closed at 5.

So that's what I did. I changed into some gym clothes, braved the ice covered roads and went to the YMCA. I ended up doing 50 minutes - 14 miles - on the bike, thinking it was kind of like the spin class I skipped earlier.

Now it's time to settle in, do my laundry and go back to reading my book. After I make a plan of attack for tomorrow. Which may include a run and dipping my toes in the pool for the first time in forever.