This is a recurring theme.
Every time Fitbloggin rolls around a little voice inside my head says "don't go, you don't belong there."
And because I haven't been able to go to the gym (because of my back), because I have been stress eating (have I mentioned that my landlord has been trying to evict me for no effing good reason (because I asked for the fridge to be fixed is not a good reason) since May, and that I've recently moved?), I'm giving that little voice more weight than it actually deserves.
Lucky for me, I have very wise friends that have pointed out one of the best things about Fitbloggin -- it's not a fitness competition, it's not a competition to see who is the bloggiest of bloggers who have ever bloggingly blogged and who can get the most sponsorship. It's a place where we recharge our batteries. It's where we go to get our head right. In other words, if you feel like you don't belong there, it's when you need to be there the most.
My hope is that by the time I get to Savannah, I'll realize that I'm not a guest; this is a homecoming.