To those of you who are listening,
It’s around March each year that I look at myself in the mirror and just sigh.
I’m one of THOSE people who go to bed each night with overwhelming motivation to just do 10 press-ups each morning to get me back on track. Then each morning, like clockwork, I wake up and have that silent agreement with myself to just not mention it and continue with my bacon sandwich.
I read that you get this bedtime motivation because your brain knows damn well it’s not going to happen right now and can deal with it in the morning, where it also won’t happen. Clever brain.
So to spite myself I went ahead and joined the gym.
A friend of mine was incredibly excited about this news, as this means he now has a young padawan to enforce techniques and increase ego upon. I…
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