When it's -20, and snowing, and generally gray and miserable--I want sleep. And I want chocolate.
These two things, together, do not make for the most fit appearance.
But I've determined it's my caveman wiring kicking in. Humans aren't SUPPOSED to be awake when it's this cold. We're supposed to be snuggled in our caves with layers of subcutaneous fat keeping us warm.
I am just obeying my body's instructions.
(And yeah, hitting the gym next week.)