After what was basically a month plus of holiday parties, eating, training for a run, injuring myself after the run, traveling, having the kids off, not waking up to an early alarm..., let me just say that getting back to my regular schedule is a little harsh. I sit up in bed after the alarm goes off and it is like someone yanked me from the folds of a warm and dark oblivion and it takes all my willpower to get my workout clothes on and get moving! The point that I am slowly getting at is that this is par for the course for every January of my entire life.