Sweat it out

It was a super long day at work -- all-day working session with an external partner that left me mentally and physically exhausted.  I only wanted to change into warm jammies and slurp ice cream on the couch.

I managed to drag my sorry self to the gym and as usual, felt great to sweat it ('it' = stress, stress, stress) on the treadmill. 

It was a painful first mile but the rest of the four miles felt good if not a tad long (think I need to start bringing in my own magazines). 

I'm staying away from the ice cream tonight but it's all I can think about right now.  :-)