Again. Yup. Day one on the Seinfeld Calendar for treadmill steps. What I need is a tiny Jen on the Edge in my pocket to remind me that one day missed isn't such a defeat that I should scrap it all. I would sit you on top of my bathroom mirror, Jen, up where the lights are.

With this blog post, I'm not going over where I went wrong. I'm just telling you I'm beginning again again with the prayer that it means ONE day I'll be able to say I began and I didn't stop for anything (not a missed day or a sickness, nothing). Hear me.