I’m never taking off my fitbit, even as discouraging as the results have been lately. I know as soon as I quit wearing the thing every day, that will be the day that I admit I’m content with my current fitness level. But I’m not. Content, that is. Really, I should take advantage of fall break and get myself back into the gym routine, but the fact is, I’m just going to enjoy a bit of a break. Maybe I’ll try to drag myself out there Saturday. I’m definitely ready to start feeling better, and there’s a big part of my that knows becoming more active could help with that. But there’s also a big part of me that is just exhausted—physically, mentally, emotionally. Hard to find much joy in a treadmill. But maybe a couple of days of no classes after work (oh, and a White Collar season premiere!) will help me feel at least a little bit rested.