Woke up nice and early this morning and after breakfast, coffee, and a book I decided to get right to the gym. I’ve been feeling like I’m not seeing results from my workouts so I pushed myself a little harder this time. It’s easy to get complacent when just the fact that you exercise almost every day seems like a miracle. I need to push when I feel good and rest when I feel bad.
On the way back I started thinking about pride. How it was a feeling I had not felt in a long time. Shame I am all too familiar with. Embarrassment [really? that has two rs and two ss? How do you spell the plural of “s” anyway? Not s’s, that would be the possessive (ha, see what I did there!) ok brain let’s get back to the point.]
Then I thought something deeply moving and profound that I wanted to blog about right away. Okay, it wasn’t that profound, let alone deeply moving, but I thought it was worth an entry. But by now I have forgotten what it was.
