Monday, February 14, 2005

This morning, I woke up thinking,

"Today is the day. Today I WILL go back to the gym and get back on the diet/excercise/self-loathing horse. It's time."

My motivation felt so strong, I could have talked Anna Nicole Smith onto a stairmaster.

Now, at 4:30, after a long day full of sugar-coated, chocolate-saturated, endorphine-spiked good feelings from a knee-high pile of kid Valentines and candy, I am happily sedated from that early morning ambition. I don't feel motivated to step out of the house, much less enter a gym that would ask me to sacrifice physically. I think, just a nice afternoon nap....

I am sure that tomorrow WILL be the day.

If not, most definitely the following.
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