Got my work out cleaning stalls and the pasture this morning. I’m going to be back to my old self shape in no time. I’m really looking at this as a sort of working retreat moment in my life. A time to get back to good again. I got lazy in all aspects of my life. That’s what fear does. Makes you real lazy. It’s one of those vicious circles you don’t even realize you are in until you have to break out of it. Stepping back forces you to see the whole cycle of bad habits. I am grateful for the turmoil. Grateful I felt uneasy in my situation. Grateful it came to a head and I was forced to finally do something about it. Grateful I picked up the crap bucket and started working at cleaning it all up.