My day started out a bit rough, but in the end, all was right in my world.
The lesson
The alarm went off at 6am, so naturally I rolled out of bed at 6:30. As I showered and then dressed in my workout gear, I was feeling rather accomplished. Alas, I was patting myself on the back far too soon. My troubles began when I realized that I would have to wear my old running shoes to the gym. This particular pair of shoes has a big hole in the toe! My "nice" shoes were on the back porch because I ran across the yard last weekend stepped in a big pile of dog crap. Ugh! Try as I might, I couldn't get it off with much success, so I just left them there on the back porch. What was I thinking? Was the "Poop Fairy" going to clean the shoes while I was sleeping? Moving on...
I got the little people up and eating breakfast, and then I glanced up at the clock. I quickly realized that my morning was unraveling before my eyes. I should have already been on the road to take my daughter to school, so she was going to be late. There were no clothes set out for the 2 and 3 year old, my bag was not packed for the gym, the sippy cups were nowhere to be found and I was quickly losing my cool. How am I going to prevent this from becoming a daily ritual? Easy. It's called planning.
I have to admit that I thought about scrapping the entire plan for the day. God knows that if I can't make it to the gym in the morning that I may as well eat garbage all day. Right? It's funny how excuses come so easily to me. It's just another opportunity for me to play the martyr/victim. No thank you.
This weekend I will be fine tuning my workout schedule. Weight training is going to play a major role in my transformation, and I want to make sure that my time in the gym is spent wisely.
Next week is going to be great.
Thanks for the chuckle! Hope tomorrow goes better.
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