Hang in there Devin....remember it's just one day at a time. Try to steal a few minutes for exercise, even if you can't find the time for a full blown 'work out' (crank up the radio and dance your DW around the living room!).
Before you read my adventure you must understand that am pretty much the Mr. Goodwrench of my Family, not only am I called to fix everything from a broke sewer pipe to Cars lawn mowers, bicycles, you name it I fix it. I PREACH PRENVENTAVE MATIANCE!!!!!!!!!!!! Dont wait till it breaks I dont want to have to come get you or worse fix it on the street or in a parking lot. I say that lot. Now with that in mind. Enjoy and have a laugh.
I GOT MY WORK OUT TODAY I guess my nephew rode or rest the odometer on the Intruder (a motor cycle) and well I ran out of gas this morning. (Yes I know I should have taken 2 seconds and looked in the tank before I left work)

I guess the reserve doesnt work or the little tube came loose or something. I am a bout a mile from a gas station and I am rolling along at a good clip, its 5:30 in the morning on cars on the road. So I say well I am going to go for it now (instead of calling my DW, she was sick the night before and well to be honest to have to listen to her for the rest of my life that
I ran out of gas just is not worth it. I like to run as far as I can before filling the tank on the Van she hates that.) OK now for the funny part I have to get to the intersection on the far left of the map and I am starting from just out side the view on the right
(Map) and get across the street and go the other way about 1/4 a mile back to the gas station, and it is really hilly mostly down hill than a slight up than flat at the light. So I run out of momentum about even with the gas station. I push the bike in to the shopping plaza and go around (rt9 is one of the most dangerous rods in central MA) I dont want to be walking pushing a 600lbs motorcycle. I go all the way through the plaza and back to rt9 at Lake Street. Than push the walk button and cross in the cross walk and push it down to the gas station. Get my $9,45 worth of gas and go to start the beast. Now Remember It is really humid and I am wearing a fleece and a wind breaker. Sweat is rolling off of me I have drenched my shirt. I am ready to throw the visor up and cruise home with my coat open jump in the pool when I get there. I hit the button expecting the familiar rumble of 1400ccs of Japanese V twin power.

You guessed it nothing

while I was pushing it up to the plaza and rolling down the hill I left the key on I wanted lights so I would not get run over. Apparently the Battery is going bad, well now it all the way bad.

There is no way in my weakened condition I can push this thing fast enough with dry carburetors to get it running

, and by now its getting up around 7:00 and traffic is picking. I dont dare try the street. But alas there is Home Depot Right next door, so now full of gas I start to push again around the parking lot and in to the Depot. I spent every summer on a farm and my farther IS the real MacGyver, I walk around looking for some inspiration, and I find it a riding lawn mower battery. And an extension cord. And off I go. Now I know it is wrong to buy something use it and return it but this is an emergency.

I HAVE NEVER done it before, again its an emergency. (Back to the first line of this tale) I go out and look for my trusty Swiss army knife, AAAAAHHHHHGGGGAAAA

I left it sitting on my dresser at home. Fist time I have done that in a long time. So I make do by ripping the end of the extension cord off (out of shear frustration) and making my MacGyver jumper cables. Hook it all up and try the good old starter button again. Vroom away we go

. I pack the battery in my bag and head home 3 hours after leaving work. I can not admit defeat. Were there people I could call sure. My farther en-law he could have come and got me even brought a set of real jumper cables. But he is as bad as I am about letting people forget things I would have never heard the end of it.
Work out for today pushing 600lbs about a mile most of which I was still wearing my full face helmet. I think that is good for at least 7 pieces of cheese cake?!?!?