1440

Today I had a typically hectic day at work and all I could think of on the way home was walking on the treadmill. Couldn't wait to come home and hop on the treadmill. This is odd for a couple of reasons. First off, I haven't been on that treadmill for months. Also I have another pretty annoying habit: I'll leave work full of energy and good intentions but the twenty minute drive somehow saps my initiative and I drag myself into the house and collapse on the couch.  I thought about it all the way home (same same), lost my good intention (same same), dragged myself into the house (same same), went straight to my room , changed my clothes and did 20 minutes on the treadmill.

Why? I dunno. Maybe I realized how good I'd feel. Maybe I realized 20 minutes out of the 1440 I'm allotted every day was no big whoop. Doesn't matter... I did it. Maybe I'll do it again tomorrow.