I can't move my legs...

This week I decided it was finally time to get back into the gym.  After a month and a half of using the "I just had minor surgery" excuse, I decided it was time to get back.

So you want to hear the sad part... the way I convinced myself to go? I rewarded myself with a hot gym shower post-workout.

Whatever it takes, right?

Last year we had our bathroom renovated and ever since then, our hot water heater and I have not been friends. It neverrrrr gets really hot which can be really frustrating. I know, I know... #FirstWorldProblem

So while I pushed myself on the treadmill and a little medicine ball action, I kept telling myself, "this is good for you... you ARE having fun... HOT SHOWER, HOT SHOWER, HOT SHOWER!" And then I finally made it to the shower I had been dreaming of.  And it was miserable. A hot shower after an afternoon workout? Gross.

And now I'm left with no motivators (other than all the super-fit pictures of women floating around pinterest) and two very sore legs and abs.

And of course, this picture...

Because we all know we look that good while we're running.