Rewind
When I look back on the post I wrote on Sunday, I kind of want to delete it. I'm slightly embarrassed that I can get that pouty and sappy and whiney. Blech. But I'll keep it up there. It reminds me of how good my good days can be. And how much I'd like to punch somebody like me in the neck on my bad days.
Let's talk about my good day today.
I went to the gym at 6am today. I did my first cardio of the month of workouts laid out for me. It was 30 mintues at a pretty high level of exertion moving between 3 different machines. And boy howdy, I'm sore. I'm sitting on a whole lotta ice right now. The only part that hurt during the workout was my butt hitting the bike seat. The actual exercise felt awesome. Well, not awesome. It was hard. My endurance sucks. Just sucks. The fact that I did it was awesome.
So, yes, good day. Very good day.
Let's talk about my good day today.
I went to the gym at 6am today. I did my first cardio of the month of workouts laid out for me. It was 30 mintues at a pretty high level of exertion moving between 3 different machines. And boy howdy, I'm sore. I'm sitting on a whole lotta ice right now. The only part that hurt during the workout was my butt hitting the bike seat. The actual exercise felt awesome. Well, not awesome. It was hard. My endurance sucks. Just sucks. The fact that I did it was awesome.
So, yes, good day. Very good day.
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