How to overcome poopyness

Last night I was talking to a friend and we somehow felt like we weren't feeling like our old selves.
"How are you?" she asked
"Well, I've been feeling pretty poopy lately," I answered
"Yes, I've been feeling poopy too," said I

My humorous mischievous personality had been on vacation for the last couple of weeks. But why? Could I possibly blame the weather? I mean, we haven't seen the sun in months, but could that be the reason?
After we came back from our honeymoon a series of things started to happen that were blurring my bubble of bliss.
First, I walked like a jet-lagged zombie for days, unable to register the simplest of things. I discovered a blog that made me barf; end my kickboxing routine, all of which turned me into a couch potato for almost two months. Lack of endorphins.
I broke up with a "friend". Something that wasn't easy to do, especially since she insisted that our friendship was something worth fighting for and I insisted that the friendship that she claims we had, never existed.
So I realized I had to do something about the poopyness of my existence and take some measures. I started planning the next two vacations (because thinking about it makes me feel closer to where I will be), I signed up for another gym (the fifth or sixth one since I moved to this city), I decided to think about the kickboxing incident no more and leave the rancid experience behind me, and I also wrote one last email to my non-friend confirming what she already knew. We are not friends and never will be.
Today is raining. I could blame the weather, but I won't.
Today will be awesome.