I had a really hard time dragging myself to the gym last night. I really dread working out, and I loathe giving up an hour and a half of the scant free time I have on weekdays. Sarah was a bit late getting to the gym, so we only did half an hour of our usual regimen. When we got back to our apartment I realized I was in an incredible mood. Energetic and just plain happy.
I still feel pretty jazzed up right now! There may be something to this working out thing after all.