A couple of months ago, after the weather turned cooler, I began exercising again in earnest. Was working my way up to biking when the troubles began at work, resulting in five weeks of days, nights, weekends, and overnights. When you're working those types of hours, maintaining any sleep/exercise/eating habits absolutely suffer as they're all tied into each other in a frustratingly symbiotic way.
But wrestle that beast to the ground we did, and today was the first day back on my bike since June.
It was empowering.