Ok so I skipped the gym yesterday because I felt so tried and miserable. I actually went to the gym and they said they had no lockers, and that they could put my shit in the office, but I was like, nope, not having it - going home.
On the way home, I had to use all of my will power not to stop at every western food joint (i.e. McDonalds and Pizza Bingo) that would take my VISA because I am butt-fuck broke right now. I had to get an advance from work.
And I yet another resolution. Mud Fest is in July. That gives me almost exactly 3 months to get my chit together. I want to look good when I go, and not sucking in my stomach good. Just good. So from the first I am giving myself 90 to turn myself into something that I have never been. Hot.
I have seen ridiculos 12 week transformations. And if I read one more thing about consistency and dedication I'll just throw myself out of a window.
So, today, I didn't want to go to the gym. But Idid. And last night I went to bed at 12:30 and I woke up this morning at 7:11. I am going to see if I can do that again. Early to bed, early to rise. And get a cardio set in.
I'll keep you posted.
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