This morning almost beat me.
I almost hit the snooze button. I almost stayed in bed. I lay there thinking how much another 30 minutes of sleep would feel *so good*.
Then I swung my legs out of bed and sat up on the edge of it.
Then I forced myself to stand up, and get moving.
At the gym, at about minute 12 on the treadmill, I was thinking: 25 minutes is going to take *so long* but I put my head back down and kept on walking.
At 18 minutes I thought: I can start my cool down now, what's a few minutes less of that?
At 22 minutes I thought: why cool down for 5 whole minutes?
At 25:02 I hit stop in the treadmill and walked away to the cable machines to work biceps and triceps for a few minutes, victory in hand.
I beat my own demons, my own laziness, my own habits of procrastination and cheating myself.
Day 3, in the books.
yeah, buddy!
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