Hello everyone. Thursday has flown by, it’s already early evening. I confess that my Mother and I never made it to the gym. She did some free-weights with me yesterday and she was a touch sore. My shoulders are a bit sore from doing the TRX ropes. I had a rough day yesterday with one of my “pals” – it was trileptal this time, dilantin is off the hook. I slept for three hours yesterday, missed the trip to Broadway at the beach and then had a rough night sleeping last night. The beeping smoke detector was only partially to blame. Many excuses I have given for skipping my workout yet none of them are good ones. Guess I should just say that I didn’t want to go, didn’t want to carry my lazy butt out in the rain so I didn’t. Sounds better right?
Bailey has been spot on hitting the gym. I’ve been pretty good too but today I totally by-passed. I actually feel pretty bad about it too. Not bad enough though cause I haven’t done anything. I know of things I could do right here at the house but I haven’t. I feel guilt, not bad – there’s a difference. I know what I should have done and I didn’t. My excuses are crap and they sound like it too don’t they? A thousand excuses I can tell you, tell myself – who am I hurting in the end? Me. Can’t lie to myself. Part of pushing past these hurdles is honesty. Gotta be honest with ourselves, otherwise how will we ever work through.