Time.

I'm still trying to figure out my routine for the summer. I was totally in the groove while working - MW nights at the gym. TuesThursSatSun mornings at the gym. Now - I'm still trying to figure out when to go.

That being said some guilt always creeps up on me when I spend time for myself.

If I spent as much time training the dog as I do at the gym, maybe I'd be able to walk him without having my arm torn out of it's socket. Or maybe he wouldn't get so crazy.

If I spent as much time cleaning the house as I do at the gym, I'd have a clean house!

If I spent as much time working on my scrapbooks as I do at the gym, I'd be all caught up.

So... you'd think that with as much time as I spend at the gym, that number on the scale would have changed after 4 weeks. Not so. But, I am getting stronger. I can feel it and see it in my arms. My endurance is increasing.

But still, I feel guilty. And I know I shouldn't.