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Working Out

A good work out is so good for depression. Not like I am depressed just more in a funk.  Lee got me Zumba for the Wii.  But then I found out I was pregnant so workouts went to the back burner where it has been for the past two years thanks to grad school.  So I just did the Zumba workout tonight and I loved it.  What is even better then me loving it is the kids loved doing it with me.  I just wish I could find the motivation to get up in the morning because when I do work out in the morning it makes my day go so much better.  I am not really worried about what the scale says I just want to be able to fit back into my jeans again.  I am drinking a ton of water too.  Due to the things that I have happened over this past week my body hasn't reacted well.  I won't give the details but I am hoping working out, drinking water and getting the house under control will have an impact on me physically and emotionally.  I have a lot of stress lately.  Lee being gone, final exams and my licensing exam plus there is my two classes I need to do well in.  I know what I need to do and how to do it now I just need to do it. 

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