Someone kick me in the ass, please?

I just climbed for the first time in four weeks last night. 5 routes & I was done. Pathetic. Since returning from Smith, I've simply lost all motivation. Both climbing and otherwise. Can someone kick me in the ass, please? I've got my excuses, but at the end of the day, they're just that: excuses.

I've also managed to gain 5 pounds as I've started to eat all of the things. Halloween certainly did not help. I'm slowly weaning myself off a candy addiction that started with an endless supply of sweets at work. I wasn't exactly shocked last night when my climbing belt fit a lot snugger than usual.

Luckily, I'm not the only one that's fallen off of the training wagon. I'm in excellent company with my friends Lu & Jessie. Although, I'm the only one that's been sitting on my ass prancing around the internet for the last month. I may or may not have purchased $76 in Lay's ketchup potato chips imported from Canada. Ok, I did. Thank god we made a pact to try to get together once a week to start training again. The next two months are going to be tough with the holidays, but at least the intention is there.

Time to plan the next big adventure and get my motivation back to train hard. I need to devote some serious research time to solidify it, but it's looking like a group trip to Utah in April. If you plan it, it will happen!