I read an article recently that discussed a study showing that it takes a person 66 days to develop a habit. So, I decided that I really want to make being active a habit. Except for New Year’s Day (for obvious reasons), I have been active every single day of 2015 so far. I ran around like crazy today, running errands etc. I then went to dinner with a friend. After I get home and get all cozy in my fleece-lined leggings, I become filled with sadness – I have a broken heart currently but more on that another time. As I mop up the tears dripping from my face to my chest, I realize: Shit! I haven’t been intentionally active today (walking around Wal-mart doesn’t count). So what do I do? I put on a Spotify playlist titled: “Teen Party” (I kid you not) and dance around my living room like a mad woman. I can’t even tell you what my body was doing. There was lots of flailing, I’m sure. I do know that I was grinning like an idiot from the sheer joy of cutting loose. It was fantastic! However, I did end up with two battle wounds: a chunk of skin missing from my wrist and a four inch scratch down my chest. I have no idea how those things happened. The injuries were worth it though.